Dresden Academy

How the fuck does Bernadine keep from going crazy? Maybe this had been a good idea, because Abby actually understood what her sister was dealing with up at school. Grade A crazy bullshit, but with a total identity shift. People didn't even know her real name. She was starting to understand why B was clinging to Stas as an ally. "I'm sure she's fine," Abby said quietly. "I think she's with her boyfriend. He seems nice. He'll take care of her." She fought the urge to gag on that idea and offered Cinna a little shrug. "Isn't there cake? Let's go have some cake."

Cinna shot Carly a death glare, turning it on Thorn moments later, before wiping her nose on the back of her hand and nodding at Abby. "Yes, there's cake in the fridge. Unless Braden found it already."

"Hey!" Braden was offended. He wouldn't attack an innocent birthday cake until at least after the birthday-haver had a piece.

"Girl scout's honor," Veronica pledged. "I've been with him all night. Unless someone else got into it your cake is intact." She didn't understand why that statement might be embarrassing and grinned at Braden as if she had his back.

Carly kept her hands tangled around Thorn's body, even as he tried to squirm away under Cinna's hateful gaze. "Carly, pumpkin, you've got to disengage. People are already talking."

Carly huffed, let him go and headed to the bathroom to straighten herself out.