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Chapter 77 Dean's Office

Author: Memoree
last update publish date: 2023-01-25 23:34:47
Kianna

The scratch of my pen against the notebook paper was the only sound keeping me grounded. Then Mr. Harrison stopped pacing at the front of the room. He tapped my desk, a white slip of paper held between his fingers.

"Take your things, Kianna," he said. "The dean needs to see you."

My throat tightened. I gathered my books with hands that wouldn't stop shaking, the spine of my binder slipping twice from my grip. Why the dean? My mind raced back to yesterday morning—the competition offer. May
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