Tuesday morning, the first day of class, I wake up in Domininc's room to bright sunshine seeping through the curtains. I check the clock. 7:40. s**t! I have class at 8.
"Dominic, get up." I shove the covers off us and climb out of bed.
"What time is it?" he asks, still groggy.
"I overslept. I have class in 20 minutes. I have to go. I'll see you later." I throw my sweatshirt over my pajamas, then yank my shoe on but lose my balance and fall back on the bed.
Dominic leans up and kisses me. "See you at lunch?"
"Not on Tuesdays and Thursdays, remember? You have class at noon and I have chem lab at 1."
I hurry down to my room and quickly change into jeans and a long sleeved t-shirt. I haven't even packed my backpack for class. I'm so unprepared this semester--- a side effect of spending a
