Chapter 102

Harper reaches up to rub some blood from her face.

“No, you will not,” Kathleen snaps, her voice so fierce that Harper’s attention snaps over to her. “There may not be an official report, but I know what you and your little friends did to Marnye last year. She had broken ribs and a cracked tooth. I’m not usually a supporter of an eye-for-an-eye justice, but young lady, if you don’t walk away and clean yourself up right now, you’ll be expelled right alongside her.”

Harper gapes, her attention going from Kathleen to Robin to Charlie, and then back to me.

“That’s true, Kathleen: it was Harper. Harper and several of her friends. I wouldn’t want to drag anyone else into this.” Pause, breathe, get control of yourself. “If you talk about my dad again,” I whisper, stepping forward so suddenly that Miranda doesn’t get a chance to stop me before I spit the words in Harper’s face, “you’ll be so fucking sorry.”

And then I throw Miranda’s hands off, push past Zayd and Cre