CHAPTER TWELVE

Abigail is still in the infirmary, according to Beth.

“I don’t believe a word that stupid Anderson says,” she spits out, furiously. “He was telling everyone what happened. And Rachel backed up his words.”

I watch her, not knowing what to say. I wish I had a smart comment, but I feel so drained.

“How do you feel?” I finally ask.

“Angry?” She gapes at me. “She –“

“I mean,” I wave off her answer, “do you feel sick or something?”

“N-No,” she looks a little confused. “Why?”

I give her a tight smile, “No reason.”

That means that whatever I ingested was in my cup alone.

“Taylor?” Beth scoots towards me. “What is it?”

I hesitate before the whole thing spills out of me. Beth already knows what happened in the forest but as I spill the conversation I had with Director Yearwood and the lies Rachel has been spewing, her expression morphs into that of anger.

“But she can ask any of us!” she bursts out, upset. “Everyone has an assigned counselor except you!”

“I don’t know if she will