All through last period, I couldn't focus on a single thing.
My teacher was droning on about molecules or something, but my eyes kept flicking to the clock above the whiteboard, counting the seconds until 4 p.m.
Every tick felt like an earthquake in my chest.
3:47.
3:52.
3:59.
God, come on.
The second the bell rang, my body launched out of my seat.
I grabbed my backpack and shot toward the hallway, dodging everyone left and right.
"Whoa, whoa…where's the fire?" Marcus called after me as he and June stepped out of the classroom.
I slowed down, as I jogged backwards. "I gotta go grab Alia from school first. I'll see you guys later!"
June grinned, tossing glitter out of her hair. "Tell Alia I said hi!"
Marcus called, "And tell her to stop trying to bite people who call her cute!"
I laughed, waved, and spun back around.