'Georgia Thorne, you need to wake up.'
'You've been utterly defeated by Amanda Thorne!'
She drew the curtains, not wanting to look at Elliot Sheridan anymore.
Whatever. She'd just have to be more careful from now on. In two more months, she'd be off to university.
By then, everything would be easier.
She took a deep breath. The alcohol had cleared her mind, leaving her wide awake. So, she picked up her paintbrush and started drawing to pass the time.
Before she knew it, more than three hours had passed.
It was late into the night. Georgia Thorne looked at the white paper, wrote down the date, and locked the drawing away in a drawer.
Time flew by, and the results of the college entrance exams were out.
Selena Sheridan called her right away to ask about her score.
Her score was decent—just a few points shy of the cutoff for top-tier universities, but well above the line for the next level down.
Getting into a university wouldn't be a problem.
