Cassie
By Thursday evening, I had reached the point where even the sound of my own phone buzzing made me want to throw it across the room.
It had been one of those days where everyone needed something from me. One of the freshmen had lost her room key again, our treasurer had discovered a mistake in the Homecoming budget, two sisters were arguing over decorations for the formal, and somewhere in the middle of all that, I had remembered I still had an actual degree to earn. My laptop sat open in front of me on the long table in the Delta chapter room, but I had not typed a single useful sentence in almost twenty minutes. Instead, I kept staring at the same blank section of my paper while rubbing the ache building between my eyebrows.
Sophia sat across from me with her legs curled beneath
