Monday morning, Hunter packed up his sax quicker than he probably ever had after practice. He wanted to make plans to meet with Sydney to talk about drum lessons. Today might not be the best day to approach her since Daniel had been riding her a*s since she strode onto the field. She wouldn’t even glance in Hunter’s direction. She couldn’t possibly still be mad that he’d had words with Daniel last week.
Then again, he wanted to have a few more words with the asshole. But he didn’t have time. He was supposed to meet with his adviser in less than ten minutes to talk about next quarter. He grabbed his case and looked for Sydney, but she was gone. He sighed and hoped she’d be in the practice room where he’d found her last week.
He ran to the education building and was only a little out of br
