Amy wasn’t at our usual spot outside the school the next morning. I panicked, wondering if she made it home last night. I shouldn't have left her by herself at the library.
But then I saw her standing with a small group of Beta girls a few yards away. I hurried over to talk to her.
“How was the rest of your evening?” I asked. “Did you find Justin?”
“He was on the second floor, doing some research in the microfiche room,” she replied.
“Why didn’t he tell you he was going upstairs?”
“He did, but I was so involved in looking for a book for his paper that I didn’t hear him tell me he was going up there.”
“Well, I’m glad everything worked out for you. And I still want to meet Justin.”
Amy looked me over. “Wow, why are you all dressed up today?”
I didn’t think I was very dressed up. My s
