Missy was studying in Holly’s room. Not surprising.
I was in mine, busy looking for a job. It was the beginning of my search. I’d have to narrow everything down before I even got to the part where I started filling out the applications.
I was going over one more search on the Internet when my phone rang.
I picked it up. “Hello?”
“Don’t you answer your cell phone? Ever?”
It was my brother. I frowned. “No one calls me. Why would I?”
He groaned from frustration. “I did. I have been all day.”
It was Thursday. The rest of Monday through Wednesday had been uneventful, which was glorious in my mind. I was purposely avoiding leaving my room that night because Thursday night was also the beginning of the weekend for the partiers. I still had two classes tomorrow. It wasn’t the beginning of m
