![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() The bag, which looked like it weighed more than the owner, toppled her over. My head jerked up just in time to see something small and something red come barreling straight at me.Ī little body smacked right into me and bounced back, arms flailing like a drowning victim. Mind made up, I pivoted around and started to respond back to Jase when the double doors flung open like a tornado had ripped through the stairwell. Ollie had trashed our Xbox the weekend before, during a brutal showdown of Call of Duty.Īstronomy, or soccer on the Box? Not really a tough call. I watched the door to astronomy swing shut and then glanced back down at my phone. And I really didn’t need Jase’s taunting text messages about why scheduling classes before noon was unhealthy.Ĭonsidering I was going on-oh, I don’t know, two hours of sleep-and I could still taste the tequila and other things I really didn’t want to even think about from last night, I was currently a walking poster child for how not to have a healthy and happy first day of fall classes. Going to Ass-tronomy 101 was the last thing I wanted to be doing at nine in the damn morning, especially since all the class did was remind me of the first time I entered Professor Drage’s class and why I’d made a hasty, unplanned exit my freshman year. ![]()
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