Extra Credit: Three Ivy Years Novellas (The Ivy Years Book 6)

OH JESUS. Pinch me. Seriously.

This couldn’t really be happening. Not to me. In fact, any minute now I was going to wake up in some library somewhere, face down in a puddle of my own drool. With my physics notes pasted to my face. And when they peeled off, I’d have equations tattooed all over my cheek in blue ink.

A good dream was the only plausible explanation for this moment.

And why the fuck was I thinking about physics notes right now? I needed to memorize this moment. Because if it was really happening, then the world was probably ending. Maybe there was a rip in the space-time continuum. Which meant that the polarity of the earth was in jeopardy. And… um…

Ohhh…

Wow.

Ohhh…

Wow.

Jeez…

Wow.

This.

This is…

So much wow.