Fifteen
If eyes could kill I'd be ten feet under, no kidding. Mrs. Lowell was shooting me missiles with her eyes while Xavier was shooting me icicles with his steel-blue eyes. Duncan was absent, the only one who wasn't trying to incinerate me with their gaze was Mr. Lowell.
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