Will Castle be able to resist the school's playgirl whom he has to tutor?
Holly Versace never took anything serious in life. But when her grades go down and her position as the cheerleading captain is threatened, she needs to find a tutor to help h...
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| 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐉𝐀𝐗𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐄 |
My thin-rimmed glasses feel heavy on my nose today.
I'm barely awake, moving throughout the day on autopilot, terribly exhausted. My bones are literally begging me to give them a rest.
My earphones are plugged in but my head's barely registering what song is playing as I try to focus on the textbook in front of me.
The words blur in front of my eyes, and I catch myself dozing off before abruptly jerking awake.
A sigh comes out of my mouth, and I slump further into my chair as if to hide from the dull yellow lights of the library.
I should've slept last night.
But I couldn't.
I could barely catch thirty minutes of sleep before I had to get dressed and make a dash for school, which added to my exhaustion.
There are people around me, some silently reading, others typing away on their laptops. The sounds of pages being turned, or the keyboard keys being pressed sound like a lullaby to my ears.
I try reading the letters again, mumbling the words to myself, not registering the way my head slowly rests on the cool and smooth surface of my book without me even comprehending.
My head feels like it's sinking into a pool of darkness and the way my body starts to relax on the table...
Just one minute wouldn't hurt, right?
My eyes fall shut.
When I open my eyes again, it feels like I'm waking up from a dream. Confusion marks my brain as I raise my head from the table—only to find myself looking at darkness.
Uh, what...?
With a confused frown, I pull out my phone to check the time. My eyebrows shoot up.
1:04 AM.
What the fuck?
I stare at the screen of my phone to double-check the time.
1:05 AM.
My reaction is still the same; what the fuck?
It takes time for my confused, alarmed, brain to catch up. I've been sleeping this whole time?
I look around, frantically.
Was I that invisible sitting in the corner of the library that the teacher didn't see me while locking up?
I pull my hood down and run a shaky hand through my hair.
At least I got to sleep.
A big sigh comes out of my mouth, and I slump in my seat.
