Miranda held her school books close to her chest as she pushed through the crowded of loud teenagers to get to her locker. The day had barely even started and the poor girl was already exhausted. While she blamed the math teacher’s blabbering mouth, she knew deep down it was because of the lack of sleep.

She finally reached her locker and quickly opened it to discard the heavy weight of the books. Miranda took a quick glance in the small mirror she decorated her locker with at the start of the school year, and released a silent groan at the sight of the dark circles underneath her set of green eyes.