Chapter 1

Sloane’s pov

I had the desk arranged the way I liked it before anyone else showed up. Pens in a straight line. Event folders stacked by date. The shared calendar open to the current week with every deadline highlighted in the same shade of blue. The student activities office ran smoother when people respected order. Most of them eventually learned.

The door opened twelve minutes past the hour.

I didn’t look up right away. I finished typing the last line of an email and hit send before lifting my gaze. A girl I had never seen before stood just inside the doorway with a canvas bag hanging off...