Chapter12:

Chapter Twelve — I am a killer. Ivanna's POV "Thank you, Jenny," I said, feeling slightly emotional. "Can you help me up?" "Okay." She held my arms and I slowly sat up. She sat beside me and we chatted for a while. We were enjoying each other's presence but the fun was short-lived. Because soon, we got interrupted by a bunch of nuisances.  "The dead one has finally risen," Mary walked in, alongside Lily. "How did it feel being amongst the dead, killer? Did you meet Luna Eleanor? Did she chop off that hand you used in poisoning her drink?" I've said it before and I'll say it again — these girls are unimaginably cruel. They say the meanest things. My God! "Can you stop mocking her?" Jenny howled, standing on her feet. "Stop taunting her. What the heck! Leave her alone." "What do you know about her, new girl?" Mary asked, hitting her chest. "And how the hell do you not know your place? Who gave you the right to talk back to me?” "I'm her friend," Jenny retorted fiercely. "And I won’t sit