Baudelaire Academy

I titled my head and tossed my hair back, showing of my moon birthmark on my neck. She was suppose to be my escort to the school, keep me safe and make sure I got there without any hassles. Though with her constant trying to talk to me it was beginning to feel more like an interrogation. I had enough of those with the police after the accident. I still haven’t heard from Andre. “I... yeah.” I lay back on the seat, dizzy from the nightmare. “I just need to sleep it off. I’m fine.”