Rushing inside, I found a seat in my usual invisible zone. But the teacher locked eyes on me immediately. He gave me a warm smile. “You must be Leighton Carmichael.” I swallowed and quickly nodded. “I’m Mr. Greg. Welcome to Castle Prep. If you need help getting caught up, just let me know, and we can set up some tutoring sessions. The curriculum here is quite strenuous, and I don’t want you suffering in silence.” The blonde girl from earlier snickered as she entered the classroom. “Good luck.” “Mimi,” Mr. Greg warned.
