Chapter 1
Lucy POV
“Murphy, hand me that highlighter, will you? The yellow one, not the pink. And Scott, stop fidgeting with your phone. We need to focus if we want to ace this econ final.”
I snapped my notebook shut for emphasis, leaning back in the worn armchair of the campus lounge.
The place was dead quiet this late into finals week, just the three of us huddled around the low coffee table littered with textbooks, energy drink cans, and my carefully organized notes.
I had dragged these two idiots into my study group because they were in my classes and I figured I could whip them into shape, but honestly, they were more hindrance than help.
Murphy with his smug grin and Scott always trying to one-up me with dumb jokes. Still, better than studying alone in my dorm.
Murphy reach
