Eve POV:
They froze, looking both panicked and infuriated.
"Don't worry," I continued with a wicked grin. "You've got the whole semester to figure it out. I'll be coming by each class to check on your progress. So, no pressure, yeah?"
I watched the realization sink in as they struggled to find the words to retort.
"See, since you all don't need my help—clearly—I'll just let you figure it out on your own. You should have no problem with it. So, good luck!"
I walked out of the classroom, trying my best to keep my composure, but I couldn't help but laugh to myself as I made my way down the hallway. Salem, still nestled under my arm, purred contentedly.
"That was clever, Miss Rose," Salem said, his voice full of approval. "I have to admit, that was badass."
I smirked. "Why,thank you, my ugly cat. You were the perfect weapon for the job."
Salem shot me a glare that could've withered a tree. "Don't ever call me ugly again. You know how I feel about that."
