Unspoken Rules

POV: Harper.

The shrill lunch bell continued to ring, finally shattering the suffocating tension in the cafeteria. I practically vaulted out of my seat. Maeve, Piper, and Sloane moved with me in synchronized urgency. We dumped our trays and shuffled out into the crowded hallways, desperate to put physical distance between us and the violent aftermath.

The corridors were already buzzing with agg