Arita’s POV“Trouble is coming,” I whispered to Morgana.“She will meet the leader of trouble, for I have a degree in that,” she said, making me laugh out loud.Celyn got to our table and slammed her hands hard on the seat. “Get up,” she commanded, like we were someone she could just toss around.Well, if it’s left for me, I wouldn’t have taken a seat on this particular table initially, but making her pissed is a far better option I want to see, especially this present facial expression that made her look ugly.Morgana didn’t respond. Instead, the girl started telling me stories on how she had dealt with different bullies. She ignored Celyn totally like she wasn’t there standing yelling her lungs out.“Get up, I’m talking to you,” Celyn shouted.“You don’t get to tell us to stand up on a general chair,” Morgana fired at her. “If you are so interested in sitting on this same chair, wait till we are done, then you can have the space as much as you want.”“No, that isn’t going to happen
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