บท 84: Chapter 3 ★ Money

Hendrix POV

I grumble as I push the heavy door open with all my might, a little bit upset with myself for taking such a stupid class.

Music theory? Yeah, it sounded fun when I signed up, sure, but it is anything but. The amount of homework I have to complete in two days is absolutely ridiculous! Yeah, 3 hours of reading and an essay, and that's on light day.

I don't know how I'll work until 1AM, finish this load of homework, and still manage to get a good night's rest. I guess I'm doomed.

"Dumb music theory, who even needs college? Freaking homework."

I continue to huff and puff while I make my way across campus, my hands clenching and unclenching on my backpack straps while I'm try to calm myself down inside.

"Ugh." I moan, trying to push on even though my backpack feels like it's filled with a hundred bricks. I finally spot my bike and nearly fall over in relief as I pick up the pace to get there as soon as possible.