Dee's POV
The world was telescoping in and out of focus. Flipping upside and then not at all. Sometimes it seemed like I was missing frames altogether. One moment I was in a car and the next blink I was seeing the familiar tree path behind campus near the gymnasium…I couldn't feel my legs (or really anything). I think the drink I snuck in when no one was watching was interacting weirdly with the weed.
I was sooo tired.
I think…I think someone was carrying me. Two someones. Correction, as someone's phone flashlight hit me square in the eye, three someones.
“—I think she's going to be sick—"
“—just be thankful it wasn't in the car—"
“—how far is it until the women's—"
“—right up there are stairs—"
“—careful! CAREFUL! Do you want me to—"
“—she'll be fine she just has to—"
“—Dee, you
