Jasmine
The lab smelled like bleach and old rubber tubing, that sharp chemical bite that never quite left the back of my throat, no matter how many times I walked through those doors.
Everyone filed in around me, chatter filling the space as coursemates elbowed for space near the door while we waited to be called to our stands.
Ari leaned close to my ear. "Guess who just walked in."
"Ari." I kept my eyes forward, already bracing myself. "She apologized. Let it go."
"I'm not talking about Mia."
Something in her tone made my stomach drop before my eyes even found the door. And when they did, I noticed Jason just by the door. My jaw locked.
What the hell was he doing here? This wasn't even his elective. He was scanning the room, and when his eyes found mine, he started walking straight
