Ava woke up with a mind-numbing headache like she had been partying all through the weekend. She tried to remember the last thing she had eaten. An apple. Apples had absolutely nothing to do with booze. She dragged herself to the bathroom and chugged down a pill or two before going back to bed.

Before she went ahead into sleepyville, she checked the time. It was 2 am. She hit the sack immediately and the next thing she knew her alarm was screaming down on her. She knew at that moment that her hatred for school did not start now. Because she woke feeling already lazy, she went about her...