Chapter 7. Trouble

Calista’s POV

I ignored the whispers and curious glances that trailed me, I focused on following my schedule. I made my way to room 213 with a rush, the designated classroom for my first lecture. As soon as I got there, I checked my wristwatch, and a relief washed over me as I confirmed I was on time.

I entered the classroom and looked around—I headed for an empty desk and began to unpack my books from my bag. I am more than ready for this class.

However, as I reached into my bag and pulled out a book, my heart skipped a beat. It was the wrong one. Panic surged through me, causing my eyes to widen in dismay. I had mistakenly grabbed the wrong textbook, and the realization hit me hard.

“No…” I murmured to myself in dismay as I realized I had brought the wrong book.

The psychology textbook I needed had a cover strikingly similar to the one I was holding. How could I have been so careless?

Glancing around the classroom, I saw everyon