Kiara glanced back and saw her shaking as Ms. Kiara heard a small gasp, then a moan that only she could hear because she was seated in front of Rami. It would a place for the wolves to roam.” “If it wasn’t for Amara,” Ms.Tivani continued, blissfully unaware of the lies she was spewing, “this town would not exist. She would be punished for her blasphemous statements and she would have to pay with her life. And what if someone outside heard her words? But the consequences of it w ould affect her life. Kiara wanted to raise her hand, tell the teacher how wrong she was. If only she knew the truth.īut she didn’t, just like the rest of the people in town who revered Amara as if she were a God. She wished Ms.Tivani would just stop talking about the so-called hero of the town. Her blue eyes were wide and darting around the classroom in fear, as if expecting to be attacked at the mere mention of the girl’s name. Her face had paled, her small mouth seeming smaller as she bit her lip. Kiara looked sideways and saw Shanaya looking at her too. “It wasn’t an easy task, but this brave twelve - year - old girl decided she couldn’t stand by and watch the people in the village be mauled to death. Tivani spoke as if she was narrating a drama. "One brave girl decided to stand up against the wolves." Ms. She turned away and clasped her hands in front of her. Kiara turned her head to see Shanaya looking at her. Soon enough, they caught the eyes of the wolves that roamed in the wild." A tribe had settled there and they began building houses. But before you do, don't forget where you came from." She rubbed her hands together slowly as she spoke, "Many of us will venture out of our little town, and into big cities. Her sh o rt curly hair, a hairband and maxi dress with a black jacket, made her look more like a hippie than a teacher. "As this is your last year of High School, I think it is important that we learn our history." Ms Tivani gave a beaming smile at everyone, her green eyes sparkling as she watched every student. Kiara felt she would pick any career that would steer her far away from boring subjects that she was forced to study. Not that she wanted to pay attention in History class anyway. "She's going for au naturel," Shanaya said a little loud so she could be heard by Kiara, "More like, oh no not for your skin type." "That personality with that face?" Veena giggled. She must feel self-entitled to pass comments on style as she had proclaimed to be a fashionista. "Ugh, those boots with th ose jeans? Yuck!" Tivani, Shanaya was gossiping with her nitwit friends, Rami and Veena. Instead of listening to the History lesson droned on by Ms. She already hated school Shanaya's presence made it unbearable. Kiara Someri tried to ignore the constant snickering behind her.
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