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Chapter Six-2
AFTER DRESSING FAST as lightning, Savannah assembled her notes and grabbed her microbiology text. She’d get more reading done at the library than she would at home—too many distractions on the couch. If she got enough work done during the day, she could fully relax during her date with Chris. Speeding past the kitchen with only a sheepish grin for Stacy’s father, Savannah crammed her feet into a pair of shoes, hoping they were on the right feet, and rushed out the door. She hadn’t even brushed her teeth, but gum was made for times like these. As she hopped down the stairs, Savannah instructed herself to think about Chris now so she wouldn’t be distracted by pre-date imaginings later, when she tried to study. People laughed at her near-bureaucratic organizational skills, but her grade
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