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My eyes roamed over all the laughing faces. There was one boy who wasn't laughing but looking at me with sympathy. He was alone at his desk. I felt bad for him more than myself. The laughing faces were in Grace's team, including vampire . I wouldn't mind counting that boy, Sisily, and professor in my team.

Concern was etched on her forehead."¿Tienes un deseo de muerte?" Professor snapped. It shut all the laughing mouths. I know a few words in Spanish, but not this much.

I elbowed Sisily to know what she said. She shrugged her shoulders.

"Mrs. Carla Quarles is their mother. It's obvious she would resemble her. You'll read about the King and Queen in your third year. Now open page number twenty-six of your history book." Professor said in her scolding tone.

I waited for anyone to question her again. I felt disappointed. There was no point in resisting and waiting for someone to question her. I grabbed the book and opened it.

The second class was b