Chapter 3A boisterous sound echoes in Luke’s room, disrupting his precious sleep. He cracks his eyes open to glare at the annoying alarm which keeps blasting next to him. He groans and reaches out for his phone to turn off the shrill noise. He palms the device, blinking away the drowsiness that always follows when he has to wake up early for class.
He squints at the brightness and hits the snooze button. He’s ready to go back to sleep when he notices the large numbers displayed on the home screen. An alarming 7:40 shines at him; he slept through his first alarm, and now he’s twenty minutes late. f**k.
Luke scrambles out of bed, running to the bathroom to pee and brush his teeth. f**k, f**k, f**k. It’s the first day of spring term, and he’s already late to his eight A.M. lecture. That pro
