I stared from the stairs as Sara was dragged out to the stage. She stood there, a scowl settled on her face, while I made my entrance.
"What's happening?"
"I thought only the Headmistress could gather the assembly."
"Looks like Sara bit off more than she could chew!"
"Isn't Raven acting out of line?"
I sighed. All you guys ever do is murmur, I said inwardly as I made my way to the stage.
Just then, I noticed the Headmistress, Lysandra Noctveil, walking towards me, anger written all over her face. "What the hell is happening here, Raven? How dare yo—"
"Listen here. I can call an assembly like this anytime I so desire," I spoke up, my eyes flashing faint purple. I had used my manipulation skill on her, and her face went blank.
"Yes. You. Shall," she muttered like a puppet and turned away, walking off to stand by the side.
I made my way through the crowd with a dark, cold expression.
