Tragic

Nalya

I have been in this pack for a week now, and although some girls like Bithia and Uria have been assholes to me and pushed me around, I did not engage with them. Azura told me they were jealous, but I didn't see why. They had everything finer in life, and I was nothing. I spent most of my free time with Roma, he was so fun, and I found myself smiling a lot more when I was with him.

"You may take this now," the chef said. I carried the tray of croissants. They smelled so good. We quickly finished serving, and I was in a hurry to leave the hall, but Bithia and Uria cornered me,

"May I help you?" I asked.

They stared at each other, mind-linking before Uria moved away; "No, Rogue,"

I was about to leave when she tripped me with her foot. I fell to the ground, and Bithia 'accidentally' spilled her iced coffee over my hair.

"Oops, sorry,"

The surrounding girls laughed while others looked sad for me.

"Be more careful," she barked. I stood up when she pushed me. This time, I