MONALISA

Irene wasn't in school too and no one had seen her at all the previous day too. I was getting heavily worried by the second and I kept glancing at my wristwatch, impatient to finish this last lecture.

Finally the lecture was over, I picked my bag, opened it and dropped my iPad in it. I was zipping the bag to a close when I felt the presence of a familiar person. Familiar but unwanted.

Francesca.

I raised my head up with a firm look on my face.

"What?" I ...