- HAZEL -

I yawned, laying on my bed. It's afternoon and I have a class in thirty minutes but I don't want to go. I don't want to have to sit in class and watch the 'hot' professor I had sex with teach.

That's another form of torture because this time, I won't be there alone. I'll be with her, Kate, and the last thing I want is to mix up the glances he'll pass my way because of her, glances not directed at me of course. Plus, Kate won't be so drunk anymore, she'll be sober and sober Kate asks a lot more questions than drunk Kate. I...