Eventually Sarah was able to settle into her homework and get a few things done, though she was still very distracted. At one point, she'd gone down to Reagan's room to see if she was around, but her roommate said she hadn't heard from her since that morning. She was probably off having fun or getting some homework done herself, and Sarah didn't feel the need to bother her. It would just turn into a bitch fest, and there was no point in ruining both of their days. By the time she was ready to go to sleep she was still staring at her phone. Jeremy never did text her like he said he was going to. She couldn't blame him, she probably would have done the same thing in his shoes. It was done, she knew it. She'd completely ruined everything with one of the nicest guys she'd ever met. Sleep didn't come very quickly. She tossed and turned for what felt like most of the night before drifting off into a half-sleep of sorts. When her alarm went off the next morning, she felt like death. The idea of getting up and getting ready for class sounded awful, and for the first time she could finally relate to all of those people that walked around campus looking like they'd just rolled out of bed.
