"Students, get back in line with your teammates. I'll begin teleporting you to your designated areas now," Miss Celia announced, her voice clear and commanding as it echoed across the plaza.
I let out a long sigh.
Yeah, no way in hell was I about to waste precious seconds explaining that Mia was my sister. It always felt weird, awkward even. There was no good way to phrase "that's my blood-related sister, not my secret yandere ex" when the girl in question was glaring daggers at Kaelira like she was a homewrecker.
And I knew—I just knew—Kaelira didn't believe the sister act either. Her side-glances screamed silent disbelief. I could practically hear the "liar" she was muttering in her head.
I ignored both of them—their gazes, their vibes, their whole thing—and moved into position in the teleportation queue like a good little soldier.
