Dresden Academy

Cinna bloomed a fluorescent shade of red at being busted by a teacher with Abby's hand on her boobs, shrinking back and nodding in mortification. She didn't mind causing massive scenes when the teachers weren't looking, but she hated getting in trouble. She was supposed to be responsible and stuff-- student government, events committee, cheer... you know. Respectable. For the teachers, anyway.

She curled into Thorn's chest like they were dancing to the slow song currently playing, and shot a look over her shoulder to see if Abby was laughing at her.