Charis
I finally locked the door of the classroom, my fingers trembling slightly from exhaustion.
I hid another yawn behind my hand, feeling like I'd been in Ravenshore forever instead of nearly a month.
It was already past 4 p.m., almost one hour more than the usual closing time. I had to wait for Phil and his minions, who were purposely wasting my time by taking forever to finish up with their classwork.
After that, they made a show of organising their desks, throwing paper balls at one another and laughing like idiots. I had no choice but to wait until they finally slinked out with smug grins and mocking waves.
Clearly, they found my new Class Alpha title entertaining.
The moment the door clicked shut, I slumped against it, drawing in a deep breath. My legs ached. My brain felt fried. All I wanted to do was lie down and sleep. I was also feeling a little sluggish, and I knew it was a tell-tale sign that I would be getting my heat soon.
