“Oh my god, did you hear what happened in the beginners’ class?” Angel whispered. She was one of the girls in the advanced class at the Master Ballet Studio, and her eyes flicked to the friends flanking her sides.

“Wait, what happened?” asked the girl with slightly orange hair, her wide brown eyes full of curiosity.

Angel shook her head, lowering her voice even more. “You know my little sister is in that class with the new mute girl, right? I heard she was almost kidnapped.”

“Wait—what?”

Angel nodded, lips tight. “Yep. You heard me. I don’t know all the details—maybe Stacy and Calista do—but Amanda told me her bodyguards...