Amalia Anderson
After dropping me off at his, well, now our place, I picked up my phone and texted Bea and Piper. Piper had a class, and she was out of it by 4:30. Bea, on the other hand, was available and agreed to meet us at the Coffee Show by that time.
I thought about what I had discussed with Andrew. Yes, it was a risk to get to know someone new, especially when we are already dealing with the media, but deep down, I feel she is just as lonely as I was, or as Piper was. I guess we could establish the Lonely Chicks Club, if that is the case.
I texted Andrew and told him where we were meeting and the time. I wanted him to be aware of my whereabouts, mainly because I knew he would worry, but also because I am sure he has security all around me, without me even noticing. Yes, knowin
