She didn't like him, not one bit. They were all keeping her prisoner, but he was making her feel like it was her fault for being kidnapped. Guilt was something that her mother had used for a long time, something that Savannah had internalized. She'd even been sorry when Dan broke up, thinking that she had done something wrong when he'd been the one to fuck Marti. She was sick and tired of feeling guilty for something that she hadn't done.
"They are keeping me here against my will, so sorry if I'm making your lives so hard, but I don't care." She snorted. "Figure what out? Making us travel between dimensions? What if they never find it? What happens then? I'm stuck here all my life, never going to college, never cheering, doing what exactly? What the heck am I supposed to do here. Why can't I just go to a school, huh? Even if this whole dimensional thing is real, why not set me up at a school, down South. I can go to school, live a normal life while you people keep doing... whatever it is you're doing."