Lucy didn’t care that it was still night out. She didn’t care that there were teachers and students roaming around who could see her. She needed to find Celeste. She needed to make sure she was alright. 

Lucy ran down the halls until she reached the familiar door she knew led to Celeste’s small apartment. She banged wildly on it, feeling more desperate by the moment. She pounded again and thought about just breaking in the door when it flung open. Celeste was ...