Chapter 20

"In orderly fashion! Everybody stay calm! Everything is under control," Principal Johan's voice rang around with unease flowing through it. He kept pacing about, scampering around through the crowd. Beads of sweat laced his temples and slipped down on his sloppy red face. He kept on tugging at his tie, kept on wiping his face with the back of his hands. "Everything's going to be alright," he whispered wistfully.

"Lisa, are you okay?"

Baylor was looking down at me, his brows slanted over his eyes. The skin around his two bright sea-green beams were a shade of irritated red that caused guilt to bite on my inside with lasting stings. His moist hand was clasped tightly against mine that mine soon began to sweat. Despite the fact that he was supposed to be very mad at me, he still took the responsibility of keeping me very close to him to avoid getting lost in the crowd. Swinging his arm around my small shoulders and pulling me into himself if I got shoved from behind.