A Sticky Situation

Alicia’s POV

The professor droned on like a robot programmed to make everyone fall asleep.

Looking around me I could see he had been successful.

I however was paying rap attention, although I didn’t speak. I was more of a non-participant in this lecture which was on an elective I chose to take.

“This fucking blows,” one student next to me whispered in the loudest voice I could adequately call a whisper. “When’s this class ends again? Has he taken attendance?”

“Dunno.” The guy’s friend shrugged.

I ignored the noise about me and focused on taking the meager notes that I was capable of at that moment.

For most of them, being in college was a no-brainer, yet I hadn’t a chance of getting admission if I didn’t have the help of Acker and Mikael. So I wasn’t planning on slacking in any way. It was my way of proving that o belonged here no matter what anyone thought or said.

Daya’s sneering face flashed in my head, and I exhaled sharply. I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the horrible