I entered the house, quickly searching for my key under the mat. My fingers brushed against the cool metal, and I grabbed it, unlocking the door. As soon as I stepped inside, I headed straight to my room, hastily searching for something to wear. After rummaging through my closet, I settled on a pair of jeans and a blue top.
I pulled off my old clothes, tossing them carelessly onto the floor, and grabbed fresh panties and a bra. Once I had them on, I slipped into the jeans and the top I had picked earlier. My eyes darted around the room as I searched for my phone, but it was nowhere to be found. Then it hit me—I had given it to Tasha at the club.
Grabbing my books and my bag, I rushed out of the house and began walking quickly toward the school. By the time I entered the classroom, the professor wasn't paying attention to me, thankfully, as I slid into the empty seat beside Tasha.
"Where have you been?" she asked, her voice low enough not to catch the professor's attention.
