-Malia's POV-
It had been 3 hours since Jace asked Naz to the dance. I looked at the clock ticking in front of the classroom. The lesson drained on in a slow agonizing pace and I found myself sweating in my hoodie. I shook the top of it exhaling and trying to let some air in.
'How long are you going to damage yourself like this?! Do you want to die?!' Nina yelled, trying to convince me to give her back my body.
'Just until the dance.' I reassured her, feeling my body temperature rising.
Sara sat next to me, twirling her pen between her fingers while looking at the chalkboard with math symbols written all over it. I shifted in my seat, looking out of the window to check if it was open.
It was. It was wide open. Yet I felt like the first time I was about to shift.
