TWENTY SIX

                  My smile died when I stepped into the extra class. Samantha was glaring at me with her group. I whirled to leave. 

      "Miss Emma, take your seat." Professor Megan said, her expression was hard. She must have guessed that I was thinking of running away. 

      Another set of piercing amber eyes locked on me. She was taller than Miss Maria, her black gown was more expensive than a teacher should.

      "Class," Professor Megan raised her voice, "Mrs Katherine Dawson is teaching you for next week. Good luck, class." She nodded in a friendly way toward Mrs Dawson. 

      Mrs Dawson returned the gesture and looked at the seat. I looked around to slip away from the glass. 

      "Miss Emma!" Her voice was thundering when she called my name. 

      I jerked