The same teacher who had stood by while Moira was bullied was now drenched in cold sweat. He bowed and apologized, over and over.

Neither Moira nor I acknowledged him.

My mind was already working through the logistics of transferring her to a new school.

Alvin finally spoke. "Hailey. We need to talk."

I was quiet for a moment, then nodded.

I was about to follow him out when someone grabbed my sleeve and held on tight.

"Hailey, where are you going with him?"