Lilith’s POV

It was a beautiful Friday morning and it just had to start off with me in the Dean's office.

Again. It smelt like old books and disapproval.

I was getting an ear full so early in the day and come to think of it, I'd been getting a ton of those lately.

“…and I trust you’ll remember what this institution is all about, Miss Moonstone.”

Uh-huh. Sure. His lips just kept moving, but I had long since tuned out.

Something along the lines of “model student,” “school ...