Class reminded me of Third Level. I didn't struggle to understand anything our instructor discussed or panic about taking enough notes. When our instructor dismissed us for our next class, somehow Shiri and Tristan got out ahead of us, leaving Kalle and me to catch up to them.
"Shiri! Tristan!" Kalle shouted. They turned to look at us, pausing so that we could catch up to them. When Kalle reached them, she immediately started in. "Where on Terminus were you? We all waited for you at the door, and you didn't show up!"
Shiri swallowed. "Well . . . we tried to meet up to walk to class together, but then we kind of . . . um . . . got lost."
I watched Kalle's jaw flex. She didn't believe Shiri at all. Still, she said, "Okay, but you could have sent us a message or something."
"Yeah. I'm sor
