If Violet ever doubted Elsie Lancaster's creativity, today officially cleared that up.
The girl had successfully cornered them in the classroom like a hunter stalking her quarry, her eyes glinting with triumph.
In the mean queenbee's words, every student was expected to play a role in Parents Week. Not even rogues were spared from that responsibility. They had to make themselves useful one way or another. And she had just found the perfect use for them.
"Why are we even doing this?" Ivy grumbled.
Alongside the other girls they met along the way, they were herded towards one of the halls for the meeting, just as Elsie had said.
"You know this is bullshit. If we don't want to do a thing, she can't force us to. We're not pushovers," Ivy protested.
"Rebellion is what Elsie expects from us. That would give her a reason to strike at us. We won't give her that pleasure.
