Tuesday afternoon, I was lazily following Reese to his car. I am excited about the party tomorrow night, but I was so tired. Today was unbelievably boring. I wanted to curl up into a wall and desiccate into nothingness until Jace was back in town. Maybe I was over exaggerating, but I couldn't stand another sleepless night. I practically flung myself into Reese's car and sunk further into the seat. "What's wrong with you?" He snickered once he started the car. I huffed in annoyance. "I can't sleep." "Neither can I." He frowned in agreement. I'm glad I wasn't the only one that felt so energetic at night. On the way home, I kept nodding off in the car. It seems like my brain was exhausted, then it was hit with a bolt of energy, waking me up all over again. When Reese pulled into the drivewa

