Ashlyn's POV
“Oh my god! Are they coming in?” I whispered, panicked, as faint footsteps echoed outside the door.
All the enjoyment and relaxation was gone in no second. Before I could even process, the doorknob rattled.
“Get dressed!” Xavier hissed, zipping his pants.
Fumbling with my clothes, I whispered, “You said no one would come here!”
“Plans change,” he muttered, adjusting his coat. “Don’t worry. I’ve got this.”
“What’s the plan?” I asked, squinting at him, struggling to put my head on the t-shirt and adjust it below my head.
Helping me to adjust my clothes, he commanded, “Just follow my lead.”
Before I could ask further, the door creaked open, and a group of students began filing in.
My heart leaped into my throat as I ducked behind the desk, barely out of their sigh
