Electra's POV
I followed Irina out of the auditorium, trailing behind her as she stormed down the hallway, her fists clenched and her jaw tight. I didn't have anywhere else to go, and what else could I do?
I was a ghost wandering the halls of my own school, completely invisible and unheard. At least with Irina, I felt a small connection to something real, even if she didn't know I was here.
She was walking pretty fast, her anger practically radiating off her. I'd known Irina for years, and I could count on one hand the number of times I'd seen her this furious since she wasn't the type to show her emotions fully. She didn't stop until she reached the bathroom at the far end of the hall.
As soon as she walked in, her voice rang out, loud and commanding. "Get out. All of you. Now."