Emma tightened her grip on her bag as she caught another wave of students staring at her questioningly. What was it again? She thought. She hadn't even received those stares on her first day in college. Hell! She didn't even receive it yesterday.
So, what changed today?
Or could it be because of the beauty potion Maya had convinced her to drink before they had entered Anthony's car?
No, she didn't think so. The students were far off. And the effects of the liquid shouldn't have been that fast to show or work out. It couldn't have been that strong. She had considered it tasteless and perhaps over hyped even, when she had drank it.
So, why were they looking at her?
She turned to look at Maya who was walking beside her. Her friend seemed lost in thoughts, biting her lips occasionally.
