Monday, May 29
It was their last day on campus. Dawn didn’t really remember that until she was on her way back from breakfast. She’d gotten up at her usual time and gone to the dining hall for breakfast as though she were going to class, even though she knew she’d already taken her psychology exam and the class was over.
But she didn’t have psychology class—or trance or sociology, like she had all the rest of the semester. All she had to do today was finish packing (okay, do all her packing, since she’d spent all day yesterday with Rico instead of packing) and go to the assembly.