Chapter 7

Daphne

Oh, goddess, I just slapped Zachary Ackerman.

I looked at my hand in disbelief and then his face. The side of his cheek had a redness that was definitely from my hand. “I am so…”

“Sorry?” Zachary cut in. He scoffed. “You’ve always wanted to do that, haven’t you? Slap the Student President just for the fun of it.”

People were staring at us now, whispering behind their hands. I didn’t want the attention. It was the attention that started my whole problem at the Academy.

“Dude, back off. She said she’s sorry,” Kane pressed on. He looked so close to shoving Zachary back and starting a fight. I didn’t want them to start one.

“You have no idea who I am. I can make your sorry little life even worse than it already is,” Zachary looked provoked. I knew him and somehow he was holding back on his anger.

My heart sank to my stomach. Zachary was a man of his word. If he promises to make Kane’s life a hell, he was going to see it through. He