Sienna

I kept my head down as I shuffled through the school hallway, the hood of my oversized black sweatshirt pulled low, hiding half of my face. If I didn’t look at them, they usually didn’t see me. I was just a shadow moving toward AP Physics, a ghost in a sea of cool, popular people; no one ever noticed me…

“Watch it, Ghostie,” a voice drawled.

I didn’t even have time to sidestep. Chloe’s designer loafer shot out, catching my ankle and instantly knocking me off balance. I ...