Sliced a car in half

The officer fired and Ryn was barely cognizant enough to catch the barbed prongs in her palm, the tingle rousing her. The snarl she loosed sent everyone, officer included, clearing the floor around her. She presented the knife to the officer, then drove it forcefully into the wall’s cinder blocks, to the hilt. “Take it,” she spat. “If you can.”
She stalked from the school, its bullies and cowards and clumsy administrators, intent on never returning. No one stopped her.
Detouring through the parking lot, she cut Harper Pruett’s car in half.


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