5 - Eva.

I force one foot in front of the other and step into the dark office. It takes my eyes a moment to adjust. And then, it feels like my heart stops beating entirely. A pair of striking aquamarine eyes gaze at me. The man they belong to stands, drawing my attention to the bulging muscles straining against his simple white dress shirt. He has to be about six foot five tall as he towers over the desk. “Mrs. Carmichael, I presume?” he asks my mother, but his eyes don’t move from me for a second.

“Yes, I’m ever so sorry that we’re late, Principal Byrne.” My mother shoots me an irritated glare as if it’s my fault our flight was delayed. “Unfortunately, you’re going to have your hands full with this one.”

Unbelievable.

I’m being punished for something I didn’t do. I’ve ensured I never stepped one toe out of line my entire life, and this is the thanks I get. They have uprooted me and turned my life upside down because of one stupid prank. As it is the only plausible explanation that I could com