Bella
The door clicked open, and I practically jumped off the bed the second Lara stepped in. My heart was already racing before she even closed it behind her.
“Hey,” she said, eyebrows shooting up at my speed. “What’s up?”
She dropped her shoulder bag on the bed and sank into the chair, kicking off her sneakers with a tired sigh.
I hovered by the edge of my bed, twisting my fingers together. “I received a message. He wants to see me.”
Lara’s eyes narrowed. “Who? Jones?”
“No, ugh.” I rolled my eyes, flopping back onto the mattress. “Mr. Black!”
“What?” She sat up straighter. “Really? Why?”
I shook my head, staring at the ceiling. “I swear I have no idea. I’m still confused. It was the course rep who sent the message, by the way.”
Lara leaned forward, elbows on her knees. “Okay… so
