stephenie meyer

I looked at the paper in front of me. My mind was drawing a huge blank - with a capital "B." I rubbed my eyes tiredly. What time was it? I estola a glance at the clock. Ugh... 3:47am? I threw my pencil down on my escritorio in frustration. I could hear my colleague snoring so very loudly that I thought I might just smother his face with a pillow.
I sighed and looked out the window. How was I supposed to write a whole sociology term paper in less than two days? I guess that's what I get for putting it off this late. I looked at the clock again, and I was tempted to climb into cama and fall asleep like...