Chapter 5

• Helena laughed and began walking away. "Nice try, but that won't work. You'll probably just anger her even more. Relax; I'll be fine. She can't break me."
• Helena looked at the address above the door and then back at the list the Discipline Committee had given her. This was supposedly the home of the guy that she had knocked out with a strike to the neck. After the injuries he had received, he would be home, but considering the graffiti she had found him doing, it probably wasn't like he had school to go to anyway. The house wasn't much, or at least any better or worse than the other pale brick houses lining the street. Above the door was the window to a bedroom, currently open.
• Back at the university cafeteria, Xavier sat alone. There was a tray of food in front of him, but he wasn't eating. He was merely spinning his fork around his thumb, smiling.