Chapter 10 · Dropped Into Witch Academy at Midnight - Chapter 10: Don't Sleep Before Midnight

I'm staring at the ceiling like it owes me money. Which, considering the blood someone just used to scrawl a death curse downstairs, feels weirdly appropriate.

The dorm room's dark. Rena's asleep. I can hear her breathing, steady and even, the kind of sleep I haven't had since I woke up in this place. My phone—sorry, the weird crystal thing they gave me that's supposed to work like a phone—reads 11:34 PM.

Twenty-six minutes until midnight. Twenty-six minutes until whatever the hell lives inside me decides to throw a party.

I should sleep. I need to sleep. My eyes are scratchy, my head's pounding, and every muscle in my body feels like I just pulled a double in the ER during flu season. But every time I close my eyes, I see Cassandra's face. The way she caught me when the lights went out. The growl in her voice. *Don't die on me.*

Like I have a choice.

I roll onto my side. The sheets smell like lavender and something sharper, maybe rosemary. It's nice. It's too nice. I don't trust it.

Eleven thirty-seven.

My chest feels tight.