Cherilyn Knight's Point Of View.
My alarm jolted me awake, tearing me from a deep slumber. "Damn it, Cherry" I cursed loudly when I glanced at the clock and saw that I only had twenty minutes left to get ready. Panic surged through me, and I quickly leapt out of bed, racing toward the bathroom. The shower was a hurried affair, and I did not even take the time to dry my hair properly. Instead, I hastily pulled it back into a messy ponytail with a hairband, its dampness sticking to my skin. Thank god, I had ironed my uniform last night only.
As I stood there, I could not shake off the weirdness of last night's events. After taking the medicine Nicole had given me, nothing had happened at all. I had waited for hours, anxious for any sign of what those pills might do to me but there was noth
