Elena's POV

The moment I stepped into Prescott High, I felt it the usual tension, but heavier today. Victoria and Joey didn’t even bother hiding it anymore. They weren’t loud like before, not obvious, but their eyes followed me everywhere, their little smirks just sharp enough to make you feel like you’d stepped into a trap. They moved around the halls like they owned the place, and most people either didn’t notice or pretended not to see it. I knew better. This wasn’t about being ...