My eyes peel back and I yawn. It's Monday morning and I have to get back into my normal routine. School isn't going to get put on hold now that I'm an Immortal. My studies are far too important for me to stop and I know Mrs. Ceffaclio would kill me if I abandoned music, followed by the school board for giving me the free ride scholarship.

I stretch and turn over in bed, peeking at the clock before I shut my eyes for a few more winks.

12:30pm.

Huh?

I bolt right up and rub the sleep away. It's 12:30pm?? Thiscan'tbehappening!!! I'mneverlateforclassorevenmisssedaclass!!!

I jump outta bed and start throwing something together to wear; I don't give a damn if it matches. I just need to catch the 12:50 and I might only miss one hour of Art History.

How the hell could I have missed hearing the alarm? My teachers are going to kill me!