My jaw tightens. God, I want to bite them.
I cross my arms and smile, even though I don’t feel like smiling at all. “I’m playing my original role. Celeste can try to push me off the stage if she wants,” I glance at her. “Just a heads-up though, I bite.”
I turn to leave, Chioma’s voice calling after me, but I don’t slow down. Then I almost collide with Aaron, our vice‑president, and step back before we crash into each other.
I frown. “Aaron… did you know about the change?”
The answer is all over his face and I scoff under my breath. Great. So this was a group project.
“Let’s talk,” he says.
“I already did with Chioma.”
“Trust me.” He walks past me, heading straight back to her.
I hesitate, my fingers curling at my sides. If I go back there and whatever they’re about to say doesn’t i
