Yvonne's POV

I sat right there on my seat staring at the teacher while he kept talking, I could swear that I didn't hear a word of whatever he was teaching, I was totally lost.

My mind was deeply clouded by what happened last night and this morning, non of it sounded funny to me.

I was deeply stressed emotionally, too stressed that I didn't realize everyone have noticed my mood.

Neither Alexander, Drake or those damn witches were in class today but who cares about either of them.

Anne had walked into the class earlier glaring at me like what did she expect?

It is totally impossible for me...