She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 321

Sabrina watched as a blur of students rushed past her, their footsteps a whirlwind of motion. She, however, took her time, making her way steadily toward the senior homeroom.

She hadn’t even reached the stairs when someone breezed past her, then doubled back with an easy swagger and called out, “Hey there! What year are you in?”

Sabrina glanced up, her gaze sweeping over a figure in a bright red hoodie. The boy’s grin was open and friendly, almost disarmingly so.

“Senior homeroom one,” she answered honestly.

He looked surprised, giving her a quick once-over. “Really? You’re in homeroom one? I know everyone in that class, but I haven’t seen you before. Are you new?”

Sabrina couldn’t be bothered to respond. This guy was a chatterbox—reminded her a bit too much of Bryce, with his relentless friendliness. She turned and started up the stairs, ignoring him.

But he just kept talking to himself, “Well, what do you know, I’m in homeroom one too. But I was away last year—spent it at Petersburg International. Skipped all of junior year. So, you transferred in last year?”

Sabrina gave a small nod but didn’t say anything. She hadn’t met him before, but she’d already guessed who he was.

Frank Chase, straight out of Crowncrest City. The Chase family was one of the city’s big four. It wouldn’t surprise her if he and Bryce knew each other.

It was her first time seeing Frank in person.

“Ah, that explains it! No wonder I didn’t recognize you. Look at that, what a coincidence—we’re both late, both classmates. Guess I should introduce myself. I’m Frank. Nice to meet you.”

Truth was, Frank hadn’t even wanted to come to school today. But his family was liable to check up on him, so after wrestling with himself in bed for a while, he dragged himself in. School wasn’t his thing, but his family insisted. At least being late gave him an excuse. And meeting a new classmate was as good a distraction as any.

“Sabrina,” she replied, her tone cool and detached.

Frank watched her retreating figure, a pang of admiration flickering in his mind. No wonder the whole school knew her name. Even knowing her reputation, he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

Inside the classroom, all the students had already arrived—including Shawn Dixon, who rarely showed up but, for some reason, had made it to class a full minute early today.

As Sabrina and Frank appeared together at the door, their homeroom teacher, Kyson Yeager, was in the middle of his usual pep talk at the front. Senior year wasn’t for kids anymore. In a year, they’d all be fighting for their futures, college admissions on the line. The school administration didn’t exactly expect homeroom one to lead the graduation stats, but as homeroom teacher, Kyson still had to go through the motions—and maybe, just maybe, hope a couple of them would make it.

Sabrina was, as always, the talk of the school, unpredictable as ever. Kyson had honestly doubted she’d show up today. As for Frank, he’d barely shown his face during freshman year, and hadn’t been to school at all last year—his name only lingered on the roster thanks to a formal leave of absence.

So when the two of them appeared in the doorway together, both Kyson and the rest of the class stared in disbelief.

When did those two become a duo?