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Suddenly, Austin noticed something. “Have you seen Stetson?” She blinked. “Not since this morning in calculus.” “He isn’t at lunch, either.” He saw Peyton Rathenow, the guy from Boston, sitting at the end of his table. Peyton had been the only guy Austin had seen Stetson hang out with on campus. “Hey, Peyton, you seen Stetson?” Peyton looked up. “Haven’t seen him since last night.” Austin leaned back. Could Stetson be back in the room? “What is it?” Skylar asked. Austin grabbed his tray and stood. “I need to check on something. I’m sorry. I’ll see you at PT.” Tossing his trash away, Austin hurried out of the mess hall. He nearly crashed into Jonathan Nubern on the way out. “Whoa! Where are you off to in such a hurry?” Austin stood up straight. “I need to get back to my room to stu