 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Claudine had been there all along, having reluctantly brought herself to the Courtyard {having been hurried along by Peralta}. There had been enough motivation for her to get there, anyway; she was not playing around when it came to Rosier. There was a horrible, sinking feeling lurking about her. Whatever they’d been summoned for, it couldn’t be good. Instinctively, the fifth year looked around for Heath and the few others she actually cared about. Her eyes came upon him standing with some of his housemates. Claudine made the quick decision not to go to him. Heath would be all right among his housemates.
There wasn’t much more of a chance for her to dwell on the topic for Rosier happened again. Her blood ran colder with every word uttered by the man. Claudine’s heart felt like it had dropped out of her chest. There were a handful of persons she cared about on that list: Violet, Ashley, Curtis, Morgan, Avalon, Minjae, Bernadette and most of all.... Heath. “No, no, no. Leave them alone,’’ came her sudden words through gritted teeth. They were said none too softly and she was glaring at The Hoods there. |