Se connecterELII hated anticipating stuff, especially when Maya makes me. Because what the hell did she mean by, “You have to see this for yourself”When I got to school, everything seemed to be in place, people were walking around and gossiping, as usual. Nothing was on fire, no crowd, no unusual gatherings. Not even police tape.For a moment, I wondered if I had misunderstood Maya.Then I spotted her standing outside the law building, clutching a few books to her chest.“You missed it” she said, the second she saw me.“Missed what?”She glanced around before answering, like it was sacred information, “Two people came here, I don't know where they are from, but it seemed like they were from a top committee or the board of directors or something. They walked with Professor Vale and Dean Holloway, all the way from the administrative building to Professor Vale’s office.”“What?” My stomach dropped.“They didn't make a scene though” Maya continued, “But I think that just made everything worse, bec
CarterI was completely zoned out of this meeting. It's not like they would listen to any contributions I had to say anyway. I just know I heard words like “moot court funding” and “revisions”. It was just the usual back-and-forth with people who enjoyed hearing themselves speak.Then there was a knock on the door, before it opened slightly.Dean Holloway’s secretary peeped in and he moved closer so she could whisper something to him. This wasn't unusual, but the change in his facial expression told me this was. I sat up in my seat, already anticipating what sort of situation it would be.The secretary then opened the door widely and let two strangers walk in. They were dressed alike, plain shirts, dress pants, and a long time, no suit.The room shifted slightly and conversations died mid-sentence. I looked up and was almost irritated, I wanted to know who they were and why this interruption seemed appropriate.“Professor Carter Vale” one of them asked and my blood went cold. I knew p
ELIMy homework lay half done on the table before me. I could not even finish doing it. Peace and quiet never existed in my home.My mother's voice was calm but still loud enough for me to hear all the way from my room. At the same time, my father’s voice was sharp and accusative.Lizzy appeared in the doorway without knocking. “You hear it too?” she whispered.I nodded.“Uggh” she groaned. “Wrong timing for all this. I have a one-minute video I have to submit for a project. I can't do it with all these” she waved her hands in the air as she walked to my bed.We stayed frozen for a moment, listening to whatever the argument was about. We always did.Just then, there was a loud thud, followed by my mum’s screams.Lizzy looked at me but didn't wait for any reaction before she sprinted out of my room. I followed behind her as she led the way to the kitchen.The kitchen light was too bright and my mother stood near the counter, with one hand braced on it like she needed support. Timothy s
CARTER.I smiled at the files before me, a little victory. Even though it was temporary, it was still real.The first court hearing on the Maybel health facility case had gone well, even better than expected. I leaned back and rubbed a hand over my face.My phone buzzed and it was Dante.“Dante” I answered.“Just checking in” he said, “One more victory left and the Facility case is over”“Yeah. I'm looking at the files right now”“That's what I like to hear. Don't get comfortable yeah”There was a pause, “You sound tired”I glanced at the clock, it wasn't late yet, but the day was far spent. “I have had a long week”“Look, you’re doing a good job and that's all that matters. Try to remember that”“I will. Thanks”A knock came to my door.Then another one. I frowned, I hadn't scheduled anyone for today.“I've got someone at the door.” I said “I’ll call you back”“Anytime” Dante replied and the call ended.The knock came again, but softer. This time, I stood and moved across the office
ELI.“I feel useless,” Maya snorted as she saw me in her doorway.Her room smelled of laundry detergent and vanilla at the same time. She was sitting cross-legged on her bed in a hoodie twice her size. Her nose was still red but she looked better than she had sounded earlier.“I hate being sick”I sat on the edge of her bed. “You're not missing much”“Who said I miss school?” she rolled her eyes.“My bad” I say, shrugging out of my jacket.“Well. Did anything unusual happen?” she poutedI sighed, “Not exactly”She glanced at me, “You're leaving something out”“No I'm not”“Eli”“Fine” I said leaning back on her bed, “Something did happen”“Spill it then”I hesitated for a moment, but she didn't rush me. Then I told her.I told her about running into Liam near the coffee stand. How Liam ‘accidentally’ spilled coffee on me.“That wasn't an accident” she said when I recounted that part.“I know. I wasn't just going to make a scene and give him what he wanted”“Smart decision. It doesn't
CARTERI didn't want to be in this large cubicle but I was here anyway. Holloway sat calmly behind his desk with his glasses perched on his nose as he studied me.“I wouldn't pretend I didn't notice the tone of that meeting because I did” I spoke calmly.He leaned back in his seat, “You mean the curriculum review”“Yes, I mean the curriculum review. And yes I mean the way every suggestion I brought up was dismissed before it could even be discussed.” I kept my tone professional.“There is nothing I can do about perception,” Holloway said at last after being quiet for a minute. “I can't change how members of staff feel about you. You're successful and didn't come up the way they did. That alone brings resentment”“So I'm being punished for existing?” I exclaimed. I hated the way Holloway sat there pretending like he didn't feel the same way they did.His mouth tightened and he gave me a knowing stare, “You're not being punished, you're being watched.”“Same thing” I muttered under my b







