CHAPTER 10
KENNEDY WOKE UP FRIDAY with the sun pouring in through her dorm room window. An uneasy feeling sloshed around in her empty gut. Even her sleep had failed to provide the reprieve she’d hoped for. She wasn’t any more rested than she’d been last night.
She glanced at Willow’s bed. Empty. Her roommate never woke up early. Did that mean she’d stayed out? Had she spent the night at Othello’s?
Kennedy scratched her head, grimacing when she felt how slimy and gross her hair was. She hadn’t even taken a shower last night. At least the thought of washing off all of Bow Legs’ lingering filth was enough motivation to get her out of bed. As she was gathering her toiletries together, her phone beeped. She glanced at the text message from Willow.
Headed to the protest. Want a ride?
Protes
