Level Four Witch

The Deans were dismissed by the Chancellor, leaving the rest of us in her office.

"So, who instigated this little fight of yours?" She asked, her sharp gaze scanning through all our faces.

It was amazing how a human could instill so much dominance.

Suddenly, Elizabeth stepped forward. "Aunt L–"

However, she was cut short by the Chancellor. "Young lady, it's Chancellor Lauretta once we're in these school's walls. You being my niece isn't going to save your ass."

Oh, snap! Aunt?

I turned my gaze to Elizabeth, shocked. Lauretta and her didn't look related at all.

When Elizabeth realized my curious gaze, she sighed. "The Chancellor is an aunt of mine. My grandmother's sister, actually." She whispered.

Meanwhile, Cassandra stepped forward and began hollering like a mad dog. "Chancellor Lauretta, it was all her fault." She pointed at me. "She's the one who started the whole thing."

My brows creased into a frown. I'd let this bitch rub my name in the mud long enough.

"You're nothing but a