Zara's POV
I was having a perfectly good dream, something about finally making it to graduation day and being handed a diploma made of chocolate, when the door to my dorm burst open with all the drama of a fire alarm.
"Zara!" Talia's voice pitched just above my sanity threshold. "Wake up, like right now!"
I groaned, shoving the covers over my head. "Talia, unless the school is burning down or a vampire just declared his eternal love for me, I don't want to know."
"No," she said breathlessly, practically vibrating as she stomped to the foot of my bed. "It's a new transfer student. Last one this term. And girl, it's juicy."
I peeked out from under my blanket, hair a wild nest around my face. "So you woke me up for gossip?"
Talia's eyes sparkled. "Yes."
I sighed into m
