BTW: This book is about Blossom's POV.

Chapter One - Automatic
The rush of school hours. The adrenaline that courses through your veins with every passing second. You know that you can beat the bell if you just push yourself a little further. The exhaustion kicks in. The weight of another tardy pass rests in your hands. I'm going to make it. I'm going to make it. You think, that when you finally bust through the doors, barely holding onto your backpack, that you've steered clear of the 'late student' cursing entitlement as you pass by the front desk, but then, you run into a big - red - stop...