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I go back to the search results, confident the rest of the list will tell me anything hidden behind the profile wall.
But every link goes right back to the same social site.
Damn.
That’s not helpful.
I stare at the screen, blue links taunting, urging me onward, reminding me that everything I want to know is right there, waiting.
I show the screen my middle finger and do a proper internet search instead. There’s got to be something, right?
But other than the single article in the paper, there are no public mentions of an Auction at Blackwood U.
I huff and chuck the tablet on the bed.
Useless.
After stewing for a while, thinking through alternate ways to get what I want, and coming up empty, I take a quick shower and head to bed early.
I’ll think better after a full night’s rest.
The next morning, I wake to a monotonous chiming sound. Bleary-eyed and squinting, I feel around toward the infernal sound.
It’s the tablet. I tap the screen, squinting at the glaring light, find the alarm app, and dismiss it and every other alarm already set in the app.
As I think about why and who set the alarms on my tablet, I sink back into the pillows. The device grows heavy in my hand, and I close my eyes for a moment.
Another sound has me jerking straight up.
Instantly alert and worried that I overslept, I scramble for the fallen tablet, nestled in my covers.
Celestus help me if I’m late for my first class. So far, I’m doing an awful job at a low-key entrance. As I tap the screen to wake it, the first thing my eye goes to is the time.
It’s 7:38.
I was only asleep for a few minutes, so at least I’m not late to class.
The second thing I notice is the direct message pop-up in the center of the screen.
From one Troyan Axwell.
My hand flies to my mouth, covering the burgeoning smile
The anxious nerves about being late melt into a fluttering lightness in my chest.
Axe.
Axe?
For a moment, I can’t get myself to focus on the text, just his name on my tablet.
But when I do…
Troyan Axwell
Good morning, angelcakes. Can’t wait to see that body in uniform.
The tablet falls back on the bed, fingers stiff and cold.
