Fifty two

RAVEN’S POV:

"What do you think you're doing?" I suddenly heard Bethany's voice, loud and clear. She sounded very displeased, and that made me stand up from where I was, grabbing the bag from the table. Then, I went toward that direction.

Her yell was very loud, so it caught a lot of people's attention, and they were already crowding around, so I had to pass through hordes before getting to her. But I was utterly shocked when I got there and saw what was going on.

Isadora was on the floor clutching her chest and looking rather breathless. Her face was pale, and tears were running down her face, making all her makeup look like mess. She looked like she was in a lot of pain. Bethany stood there in disbelief, but she also looked utterly frustrated.

"What happened?" I heard someone ask from the crowd that had gathered, and Isadora only seemed to cry the more people asked. Someone tried to help her up, but she fell back on the floor in a crying mess.

"What do you think? Bethany must have