Rayline.

I glanced down at the notebook to see the notes I had scribbled :

Hazel = fear, anxiety — Green = envy/ jealousy?

Orange = annoyance — Red = lust, anger Pink = ? — Yellow = happy?

Blue = sadness.

Silver =? Healing? Speed? Strength?

I immediately slammed the notebook down and put my hand on it. At the same time, I closed my textbook, which was still open on the chapter about mythical creatures, and pushed all my notes aside as a wave of panic spread through my body.

"Wh-what-what, it's just something for another class." I did my best to sound convincing, but when I raised...