"Oh," Hannah said, looking at Camira. "Sorry, Camira. I didn't realize." Hannah turned around and walked dejectedly back to her desk. Darn my non-confrontational ways... she thought to herself. And just when I thought I might end up liking Camira. Oh well. I would have been partners with Camira, but I didn't know she didn't have one. And I don't think she likes me very much, anyway. Oh well. She's just trying to save her own butt, just like I was. She's probably scared of Ms. Trelawney, too. She had heard other students call Ms. Trelawny "Trel" behind her back, but Hannah couldn't bring herself to do that, even in her head. It seemed almost like the terrifying intern could read her mind and would punish her for saying it in her head...