*Aria*

Scott and his gang approached us, their eyes filled with a sinister glint. Judy clung to me, seeking refuge behind my protective shoulder. The two members of Scott’s gang eyed her specifically and smiled creepily.

“Was it you?” he spat, his face contorted with anger. I met his gaze with a defiant stare, my lip curling in a sneer. His rage only made him look more ridiculous, like an overripe tomato. I didn’t know what he meant. The fact that he ...