Chapter 9

Victoria

My favorite song interrupted a deep sleep. I groaned, hoping it would stop. It didn’t.

“Would you turn that off?” Sasha asked. “I’ve got another hour to sleep.”

I reached for my nightstand, with my eyes still closed, and found my phone. The music grew louder as I brought it closer. I found the snooze button and jammed the phone under my pillow. A moment later or at least that was how it felt—the song played again.

“Guess I better get up,” I mumbled. The last thing I needed was to be late for class on my first day of college. I was setting the stage for my entire college career. No pressure.

I opened my eyes and turned off my alarm.

“What were you doing out so late?” Sasha mumbled. “I heard you come in at, like, two or something.”

“I lost track of time.” I yawned and stared at my pillow, wishing I could flop back onto it for another five or six hours.

“Dancing with Carter again?”

“Yeah. It’s so much fun at the Jag.”