-Third Person POV-
Somewhere on the backseat, a young lady was obviously spacing out, totally bored in class. She couldn't wait for the class to end. Deep down, she was upset because the other girls didn't turn up in class. She didn't have any idea where did Ashley went and Irah didn't come back after Kevin asked her to get his notebooks in the apartment. Penelope, on the other hand, didn't take the same major as her and the others.
She couldn't hold on anymore. She bent her head to sleep because of boredom. Luckily, some basketball players were sitting in front of her, obscuring her from the instructor's eyesight. But as she was about to lean her head forward, her phone suddenly vibrated. She was cursing inside, wondering who on earth messaged her. Good thing she turned the phone in sil
