(Jaxon)
The alarm woke me up, sounding like a freaking chainsaw at 6:30 a.m., and I groaned, smacking at it until it shut up. My heart was already racing though it had been all night. I didn’t get much sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Marcus across a table, looking me up and down like he was trying to make me feel nervous.
Still, I got up. No time to overthink.
I walked to the bathroom, flipped on the light, and stared at myself in the mirror. I looked tired, but decent. I ran a hand through my hair and tried not to freak out.
“You got this,” I told my reflection.
As I brushed my teeth, I heard footsteps running down the hallway. Then a knock.
“Jaxon!” Alex’s voice came through the door. “Mom made pancakes, and she said to tell you good luck!”
I smiled, toothpaste foam sti
