She scoffed. "I already have a plan. I don't need your help." Walked away an annoyed Ambre, leaving you confused and curious. Whatr was her "plan" anyway?

You wandered around the school, getting dirty looks from everyone ever since Debrah made it seem like you threatened her in the middle of the halls. You're not feeling very well.

You've been getting extra stressed ever since Debrah made it back to Sweet Amoris, its been being the worst days of your life. You've been stressed, lacking sleep, panicking, going through nightmares...

Your doctor had told your mom, on the last checkup you did two weeks ago, that you were strictly not supposed to go through any kind of stress, for as minimal as it could be, its a threat.

You raised a brow as you saw Ambre and her friends, Li and Charlotte, leave the bathroom to the second floor with a bucket of really suspect looking water. Curious, you followed them up, just in time to see them spilling that bucket straight over Debrah's head.

Feeling a sudden rush of lightheadness, you tripped and leaned over the window, making it seem like, even if obviously dizzy and lost, it had been you who did it.

"YOU LITTLE PEST!!" Debrah yelled angrily as you rushed downstairs, lightheaded, dizzy, faint and nauseous.

As you rushed over the bathroom, you bumped into a really angry looking Castiel. As he glared at you, you just knew you wouldn't be able to leave so soon. Even if you desperatly needed to.