"Stales…" Alex tried not to panic. He looked around but there was no staff in sight. The other students had begun staring, whispering among themselves. They must be wondering what was happening. He turned back to Angela, lowering his voice. "Pull yourself together. You're drawing attention."
Angela forced herself to breathe in and out, trying to calm the storm inside her chest. But Stales was still the same, no sign of improvement. Her heart dropped. That meant she had done it, not only to him but to Xavier too. Hot tears threatened her eyes as she stared at her friend. "I am so sorry," she whispered, her voice trembling.
"Sorry for what?" Stales asked suddenly. His friends froze, their eyes wide, as though he had risen from the dead. Then, to their shock, he broke into laughter he could not hold back. "Look at your faces. You actually fell for it."
