Chapter 272

December at Burberry Prep is always fun. There’s a giant Christmas tree in the student lounge, but I’ve never really had the chance to appreciate it, considering my previous circumstances. It’s quiet and secluded up here, and the student council—most of whom I’ve never met—actually runs a tiny café where students can purchase coffee or croissants.

It’s like … halfway between The Mess and the library, but without much employee supervision.

Essentially, it’s the ideal place to get jumped.

Since second year, I’ve been preparing my case against Harper.

I’m not worried about her. Some of the others however, I’m struggling with. They all deserve to get theirs, but I’m not willing to break my rules, no matter what Zack says.

“I like it up here,” I say, sitting next to Tristan on one of the leather couches in the student lounge. “The last time I was up here, I was giving Wind a tour of the school.” My face burns, and I do my best not to think about how much hay