Chapter 290

She was always quick on her feet. After washing up, Citrine finished her skincare routine in record time-toner, moisturizer, done.

"Dang, Citrine, you're fast!" Ingrid stared at her in disbelief.

Then she asked, “Hey, it's the first day. Don't you want to put on some makeup?”

"Forget it, I'm too tired." Citrine was still half-asleep. Before Ingrid had even finished, Citrine climbed right back into bed, pulling the covers up. "Nope. I need a few more minutes. Wake me up when you guys are done."

"No problem." Ingrid flashed her an OK sign, seeing how sleepy she looked.

Then she turned to Jane and Lisa, full of determination. "It's our first day of boot camp, girls. We absolutely have to look amazing. Let's be the best-looking ones out there."

"Absolutely," Jane and Lisa chimed in together.

Ten minutes ticked by...

Then twenty...

Then thirty...

the school intercom shattered the

Carmichael and Jane, please

Ingrid and Lisa,

announcement was piped directly into the girls' dormitory, and the volume

in bed, all traces of sleep gone. She scrambled out of bed in a

lashes, watched helplessly as one fluttered

phone and squeaked, "Oh no! It's

no time for makeup now. The four girls hurriedly threw on their shoes and bolted out

they nearly ran straight into

steps, arms crossed and

closer, they realized he was strikingly handsome. Sharp jaw, high- bridged nose, an air of

If I'd known, I would've glued that last lash on." She actually

instructor strode over, his voice ice-cold.

his heel and jogged toward the training field. The

reached the field, he didn't have them join the others. Instead, he left them standing off to

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