“There goes my chance at passing.” I shove my notebook into my backpack and wait for Kaley to finish reapplying her lip gloss. “Mm, I highly doubt Lance is good at obeying.” She smacks her lips together and shuts her compact. “Ashley might be. This is her career on the line.” “For some reason I can’t believe that any girl who falls for Lance’s charm is a studious rule follower. And if on the off chance she is, I have faith Lance will find a way around it. He’s sleazy like that.” The chilly air blasts us when we step outside, whipping our hair into disarray. It’s the first day of fall when the temperature is cold enough to wear a jacket. I pull my hood up as we trek across campus. Everyone agreed we were spending too much money at the café, so the study group decided to convene in the courtyard. And Lance kind of got us kicked out when he hacked the café’s Wi-Fi and changed their music station. None of the employees could actually prove it was him, but when he started dancing to a song about anacondas, they had a good idea.
