I was so conflicted after hanging up and telling her no for the 100th time.
Hannah cleared her throat next to me, "okay girl.. What's going on?" she asked and I shook my head, "nothing.."
She laughed, "right.. Looks like whomever that was on the phone broke your little perfect heart."
"they didn't.." I yelled a bit.
She stopped laughing and lifted both her hands up in surrender, "okay okay... I get it they pissed you off. Who do I need to kill?" she asked and I looked at her.
"tell me what dorm room I need to go to and kill someone's son..." she said and I gave her a look, she quickly added, "or daughter... Or daughter.. Don't look at me like that.."
"like what?"
"like I'm a homophobe... I'm not..."
I swallowed, God did my face show it exactly like that?
I sighed and picked up my
