Maya's eyes scanned the room again, her mind racing. She needed to talk to someone. But who?
She grabbed her phone, hesitating over the contacts. Who could she trust?
Her thumb hovered over Ethan's name. They'd been friends since freshman year, but...
She shook her head. Not Ethan. Not yet.
She dialed Ava's number instead. Ava was...complicated. But maybe that's what Maya needed right now.
The phone rang once, twice. Ava answered, her voice low. "What's up?"
Maya's voice was barely above a whisper. "I got a weird note. I need to talk."
Ava's tone shifted, serious. "Where are you?"
Maya glanced around the room. "My room."
Ava's voice was firm. "Lock the door. I'll be right there."
The line went dead. Maya's eyes locked onto the note, her heart still racing...