Mrs. Epatha's: Chapter Four, Page Eighteen
It wasn't hard to guess who that sinner was. Alexandria stood by her bed, white with a baby blue comforter than she'd flung aside at some point. If her roomate had been in the room when the argument began, she'd wisely fled before Olivia arrived, as there was no sign of her.
"It's none of your business!" Alexandria almost yelled, her voice echoing down the hallway. Olivia looked around to see if anyone had heard, but few girls had returned to their rooms so early.
"When you start a fight in public it becomes everyone's business. If you wanted to keep it private, you shouldn't have made such a spectacle of yourself." Lord, but no one could sound snotty like Victoria could. The way she crossed her arms and looked so superior...it made Olivia want to hit her, and Olivia wasn't even her target.
"As opposed to what? No one gets away with treating Echo that way. What kind of Knight would I be if I just stood there and watched those tramps take her apart that way?"
"What kind of delusional person thinks they're a knight?" Victoria retorted. The way Alexandria flushed at that one sent warnings flashing through all Olivia's nerve endings. "And how are you going to help her by getting yourself expelled, anyway? Or the people we're supposed to be helping, the missing ones and the ghosts at the mercy of whatever attacked us back...back that night?" Victoria's voice wavered for the barest instant as she remembered, but she recovered herself with no other sign of distress except her hands tightening over her hips.
"Shut your mouth, you didn't see what happened," Alexandria snarled. She sounded like an animal, the growl in her throat a low, raw sound pack with fury and violence. "Echo was trembling and crying and she could barely move. She needs me, don't you get it? She needs me, and I promised I'd protect her!"