Chapter 197: Life Skills

I scowled at my reflection in the mirror, anger burning hot in my chest. The bite marks still hadn't faded. Why wouldn't they just go away already? I wanted to scrub them away, make them disappear even if that meant I had to remove my skin to do so.

"There are other people waiting for the bathroom," Abby said from the hall.

Yanking my hair over my neck, I jerked open the door. "Sorry," I grumbled.

"It's okay. I don't really need to use the bathroom." She laughed. "I just wanted you to hurry up so we can get to school."

"Seriously?" I raised a brow.

The school was literally five minutes away, and classes didn't start for another thirty minutes. We had plenty of time, so why was she rushing?

"I want to get there early and see everyone." She headed downstairs, a noticeable bounce in her step.

I followed, my steps much slower and heavier. Yawning, I entered the kitchen to find Aunt Beth filling a plate with pancakes.

"Hope you're hungry," she said with a blinding smile.