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The floor meeting was held in Kara’s room. Since there were thirty girls, half of us were in the hallway as she went over the rules. Grant West was still privately funded, so there were rules, lots of them. Handouts were distributed, and after the sixth question, I slid down to the floor and rested my head against the wall.
We’d be there for a while. My only excitement was a text from Jesse, which turned out to not be exciting at all. He couldn’t get away from wherever he was. I asked him where he was, but the response was vague.
Family thing.
A girl sat beside me, except she tucked her head and rested her forehead to her knees. It wasn’t long before the snoring sounded. I wished I could’ve done that. I hadn’t slept a full night in a long time. Right around the time my eyelids starte
