I sat up and slipped, dipping too far into the water and splashing water everywhere. I spluttered and my phone rang. My body was still vibrating from the dream org*sm Kelley had given me.

I snatched my phone off of the closed toilet seat, prepared to bite off whoever’s head it was.

Except it was Charles.

Okay, we were going to pretend it was business as usual and we hadn’t all embarrassed ourselves earlier that evening.

“Yes, sir?” I answered, sticking my ...