*Sasha*
“Sasha," Amanda said, giving me a shake.
I yawned and blinked owlishly at the clock. “Sweet mercies of the White Queen, Amanda, it's nearly dawn. Don't you have class this morning?"
“I do, but I was on the dorm phone all night with Chelsea–boy trouble–and the line beeped, so I switched lines, and it was Lucas," Amanda said hurriedly.
“Lucas Black?" I asked, peering at her in the low lighting.
“Do we know another Lucas?" Amanda responded with an eye roll. “He's waiting for you on the line right now."
I wanted to tell Amanda I didn't want to talk to him, roll over, and go back to sleep, but I wasn't going to make her into my errand girl. With a groan, I pulled myself out of bed and padded down the hall in boys' boxers and an oversized T-shirt to take the phone.
“Lucas," I grou
