“Yeah, my sister,” Xavier said, tone even. “Here at Crestwood, we look out for our own.” He shot a glance at Jordan, who returned it with quiet gratitude.
Phones lowered, whispers stopped. Bela’s smirk faded to uncertainty. The cafeteria held its breath.
Jordan faced Chase. “I’m not here to cause trouble,” she said. “I’m here to learn. But I will not be disrespected.”
Her words carried weight. Confidence, calm, and unity radiated from her. The room murmured in agreement. No fists, no threats—just presence and principle.
Chase stepped back, defeated, his entourage shuffling behind him.
Xavier clapped a hand on his shoulder, firm but fair. “Let’s keep Crestwood safe for everyone.”
Chase nodded, avoiding Jordan’s eyes, retreating quietly. The cafeteria buzz returned, but respect for Jordan had skyrocketed. The new girl had arrived—and she was a force: composed, strong, untouchable with the right support behind her.
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