Sophomore year is a weird time. You’re not a freshman, but you’re not yet an upperclassman. You aren’t consumed by the worldly realities of your older peers—resumés have yet to be perfected, careers aren’t...
Alex Carpenter is leaning back in her chair, one foot propped up on the corner of the table. Her reflective aviator shades are sitting next to her phone, and she’s wearing a 2013 Frozen...