Bottled Up

SIENNA'S POV

I pushed open the office door and rushed inside, already bracing myself for the look I’d get from Mrs. Hollis. She was the head of admissions and student services, and she wasn’t exactly known for her patience when it came to tardiness. I was barely five minutes late, but I knew that didn’t matter.

“I’m sorry I’m late,” I said quickly, my voice a little breathless as I made my way to