"I became a laughingstock," Pixie continued quietly. "My friends turned their backs on me, and the ones who wanted to stay my friends were threatened by Felicia. When I told Mom about it, all she did was transfer me to a different school." She gave a small shrug. "I guess that solved the problem."
At that point, Xanthe was boiling on her behalf.
"It solved absolutely nothing, Pixie," she said, struggling to keep her temper in check. "You were the one who got hurt, yet somehow you were the one forced to leave? That's not a solution."
