Chapter 2

I leave the study room with Rosalin and we walk to the cafeteria together, a babble of voices around us.

“Look it’s beauty and the beast!” a voice says behind us. “Right carrot top? Sucks getting hit with the ugly stick, doesn’t it?”

I turn to Yakov. He’s a skinny, dark haired boy with a wide nose and a crooked tooth that sits in his mouth like a fang. He always looks like he’s snarling.

“Back off,” I say. “We didn’t ask your opinion.”

“Ooo. . .

Chapter 2

I leave the study room with Rosalin and we walk to the cafeteria together, a babble of voices around us.

“Look it’s beauty and the beast!” a voice says behind us. “Right carrot top? Sucks getting hit with the ugly stick, doesn’t it?”

I turn to Yakov. He’s a skinny, dark haired boy with a wide nose and a crooked tooth that sits in his mouth like a fang. He always looks like he’s snarling.

“Back off,” I say. “We didn’t ask your opinion.”

“Ooo. . .