XXXIII: The World Is In Injustice

I woke up with an unsettling feeling in my chest. I barely couldn't sleep with what Andy told me yesterday. "When they tell you it's nothing to worry about, come see me."

When.

When.

Not if.

He took back the word if from his sentence because he was sure. This must mean Andy has done this before, surely. He has tried to tell on the kings and yet they still did whatever they wanted.

"Lilac," my mother calls from across the table, "your food's getting cold."

I snap out from my train of thought and look upon my family. My father's on his phone, my brother is devouring his food like a monster, my sister and my mother are having a conversation about unicorns, and my grandmother is looking at me with raised brows.

"Is there something bothering you, darling?" granny asks.

I purse my lips, "Is our principal a good one?"

"Olivia?" my gra