She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 90

Sabrina glanced at the imposing villa, a cold resolve settling in her chest. She gave herself two years—before she turned twenty, every last one of her enemies would pay for what they’d done.

Every debt owed to her, she would collect—piece by piece, until nothing remained.

—

The next morning.

As soon as the bell rang for first period, the literature teacher, Megan, strode into the classroom, the sharp click of her heels barely audible over the din.

Her entrance did little to quiet the chaos. Students chattered and laughed, some scrolling through their phones, others slouched in their seats as if the class hadn’t even begun.

“Settle down,” Megan said, dropping her book onto the lectern with a thud.

Reluctantly, the students wrapped up their conversations, slumping further into their chairs, their boredom palpable.

Megan was used to this. Teaching the so-called “first class” of the year meant turning a blind eye—and a deaf ear—more often than not.

But today, a new face caught her attention in the very last row—a girl she didn’t recognize.

She didn’t need to ask who it was. The whole staff had heard about the new transfer who’d forced the school’s notorious bullies to apologize.

So this was her—the girl who’d made Petersburg High’s infamous gang bow their heads. And she was strikingly beautiful, too. Proof, Megan thought, that appearances could be deceiving.

Everyone knew what had happened over the past couple of days.

Sabrina’s name was already infamous throughout the school.

On her very first day, she’d gotten into a fight with the Petersburg Four—plus a few other boys. So many parents had been called in, but not one could defend their child. In the end, every last one of them had to apologize.

Yesterday, she’d wrapped a giant snakeskin scarf—except it wasn’t a scarf, it was a real snake—around the necks of two classmates. Both were still lying in the nurse’s office, pale and shaken.

And then there was the mouse incident. This time she hadn’t thrown a punch. Instead, she’d reported the boy who let the mice loose straight to the principal.

She’d even said that students like Corey had no place in the school and should be expelled. The principal had been left speechless.

In the end, Corey was forced to write out the school rules fifty times and issue a formal apology.

Such strength, Megan thought, hidden beneath that delicate exterior.

Shaking herself from her thoughts, Megan opened her book.

“All right, everyone. Today, we begin our first lesson…”

—

As Sabrina gazed at the textbook, old memories came flooding back.

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