Book 18: Get Rid of Me

Skye

Dr. Scarlett, also known as Alex, moves into the crowd, but that doesn’t stop me from unintentionally catching his tall, imposing figure in my peripheral vision. He’s taller than everyone here, and his hair is, in fact, so black it’s nearly blue–absorbing every fractal of light in the room like a black hole.

Dr. Gerralde turns to me, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose with a short, sharp chuckle. “Whenever I think the physics department is full of antisocial weirdos, I am reminded that the biology department might actually be worse off than we are in that regard.”

“He’s far too young to be a department head,” I rush out, but then quickly reel myself back in and clear my throat.

“Not a department head–yet. Although, I know the university president has him pegged as the future dean of the biology depa