"...and then he just announces we're partners like it's no big deal!" Melisa flung her hands up dramatically. "Like, 'Oh hey, here's the person who's hated your guts since day one, have fun spending the next six weeks together!' AGAIN!"
Melisa and the girls sat at the gazebo they'd conquered over the last year. As Melisa vented, other students made their way out of the academy.
Isabella lounged across one of the benches, her head resting in Armia's lap while her legs dangled off the edge. Raven sat next to Melisa, nodding every couple of seconds.
"Maybe he's hoping the sexual tension between you two will finally explode in a fit of passion." Isabella said.
"There is no sexual tension," Melisa replied flatly.
"There's definitely tension."
"NOT THE SEXY KIND!" Melisa clarified. "More like the 'she might stab me with a quill if I breathe wrong' kind."
