SAVANNAH
I woke to Ash poking my cheek with his index finger.
"Dude, stop," I groaned, swatting his hand away.
"She lives!" he announced, flopping dramatically onto the foot of my bed.
I forced my eyes open to find all three of my friends crowded into my room. Alexa perched on the edge of my bed like she'd been there a while, her blond curls piled into a messy bun. River lounged in the window seat, their vitiligo creating beautiful patterns across their brown skin in the pre-dawn light. And Ash, lanky and restless as ever, now bouncing slightly on my mattress.
"What time is it?" My mouth felt like it was stuffed with cotton.
"Four AM," River said. "Trial starts at dawn."
The word "trial" sent a jolt through my system better than any caffeine. Right. Today was the day I either integ
