Year Two of Twisted Tales kicks off with the continuation of the potentially critically-acclaimed The New Girl! 'Nuff said.
May stormed into class angrily and sat at her desk, making some of the other girls look. However, they resumed their conversations after a few seconds of staring.
Jean put down the book she was reading, curious what May was so angry about. "Care to share?"
"I have never - NEVER - felt so humiliated in my life," she spat. "Saras and her gang - they emptied my purse and warned me not to tell anyone."
Jean's mouth opened in shock.
"They also asked me if you told me about them being witches, and when I wouldn't say they got angry. I mean, who do they think they are? They don't look tough or anything - nothing but strength in numbers. Nothing else but that. And it's working because everyone else's so scared over nothing. Well, not me."
Jean remained quiet and nodded.
"I'm going to tell the principal about this," she fumed. "I don't care how badly they threaten me or how long you people have been putting up with this, someone's gotta put them in their place."
"I-it doesn't work that way," Jean muttered softly. "Remember that girl I told you about? The one who ratted on them? She was my best friend."
"What exactly happened to her?"
"She was new like you, and just as determined to make a change. When Saras' gang first tried taking her money, she kicked up a major fuss and brought it to the principal's office. When the principal couldn't act without proof, she went to her parents instead. The parents, who had some sort of bigshot connection in the Education Ministry, threatened to sue the school if they didn't make Saras apologise. Then the girl suddenly got sick for no reason, always complaining of aches all over and weird sicknesses none of us ever heard of. Within a few weeks she stopped coming to school. The last we heard, her family moved out of town."
May frowned, trying to digest what she just heard. "Maybe they went away for other reasons."
"Guess again. Whatever reasons that made them leave, they weren't natural. Saras' black magic was at work."
"B-but surely there's something we can do."
Jean smiled strangely. "Why, actually there is. But we musn't let anyone else know about it. Come follow me." She got up and dragged May out of the classroom with her.
May didn't know what to say or think. She'd expected problems fitting in right away at a new school, but this was getting beyond problematic.