The Freshman // Calum Hood
I swallowed thickly, taking discreet steps backward as the boys in front of me drew closer. "What is that supposed to mean?"
"It means, that you're with us now, Freshman. No matter how far you run, how loud you scream, or how hard you resist...you're in this for the long run."
The tense, heavy silence that hung between the five of us was suffocating.
Luke clapped his hands together, sending me that dazzling smile of his despite the severity of the current situation. "Right. Now that we cleared that up, let's get moving. We have work to do."