Phoebe's POV
I was nothing like my energetic self from yesterday's public lecture. Today in class, I felt completely drained and drowsy.
Not even a few minutes had passed before my head was practically buried in my textbook, eyes stretched wide as I fought to stay conscious.
Brian caught me sneaking in a quick nap from his spot at the podium, but he just smiled at me with the kind of warmth you'd show your own kid.
Roger sat behind me, watching everything quietly. Ever since the public lecture, my talent and reputation had exploded across Clearwater University like wildfire.
The people who used to trash-talk me behind my back didn't even dare whisper anymore.
I'd actually gained a pretty solid following, which was unexpected.
Students were seriously thinking about joining the Traditional Medicine Department after my performance yesterday.
I'd become the department's surprise poster girl without even trying.
