Luke
The second I walk out of my car on the parking lot outside of campus, I get hit by a migraine. My head starts pounding. I stagger forward with a ringing sound in my ears - something I thought only happened in movies. I release a grunt and blink multiple times, which does...nothing.
“Luke!” Linda, one of the girls that I’ve been flirting with lately, grabs my right arm. “Are you going to Randy’s party on Friday?”
Cindy, her hot friend, grabs my left hand before glancing up at me with a shy smile. “Did you sleep well?”
Normally I would be chatting the day away with the two hot girls in my arms, but I freeze the second their delicious scents hit my sensitive nose because it’s not their perfumes I’m reacting to - it’s the scent of their flesh.
Shit-s**t-s**t! This wasn’t
