Losing Track

{Harper’s POV}

I had escaped from Sierra and her minions.

A lecturer had come into the room. I had been lucky so I had used it swiftly. The rest of the day moved quickly after that, not because anything was easy, but because I didn’t give myself time to slow down.

I went from one class to another with my head down and my steps measured, avoiding eye contact like it was a survival skill I had just