**OLIVER WEST**
I sat at Kieran's desk, my pencil moving across the sketchbook without any real purpose. Xander hadn't shown up for our tutoring session yesterday, wasn't he so enthusiastic about it?
Did something happen? I'd even texted him, but he'd only responded in three words.
Something came up.
I had been with Kieran all day, so I knew that he was innocent and hadn't done anything to make Xander abruptly change his mind.
I shook my head and looked down at what I'd been absent-mindedly drawing.
It was Kieran. Again.
Ugh.
"Focus, Oliver!" I muttered, closing the sketchbook with more force than necessary.
"Function like a normal human being for once!"
I shoved the sketchbook aside and slammed my assignments over it with a new surge of determination. So what if Xander wasn't here to help me study?
I could handle it on my own!
What subject should I do first? I opened math and felt my confidence crumble.
