Fourth birth :The Oakmont saga, Book 1

Chapter 44

The following day was much like the previous one—very boring and uninteresting. During Physics, James didn't even look at me, but I knew he was waiting for the right time. It was almost as if I could feel his ill will toward me.

Even though Mr. Braun continued to yell at me, martial arts was much better than my first few days. He at least did not turn me into a punching bag. After completing Mind Preparation, I went to my scheduled ballet class. Although I wasn't particularly dissatisfied with it, having a choice would have been nice.

When I got there, I saw around twenty girls wearing tan ballet shoes and black leotards. I entered and began looking around for someone who resembled a teacher, but no one stood out. I only saw girls, probably between the ages of eight and fourteen. A welcome relief was that none of them sent probes at me.

I went there when I saw an open door on the other wall. When I saw an office with a very petite woman seated at the desk with headphones on, I was rew