Thursday.
Amelia was torn about whether to show up at the game or not. Days ago she decided not to indulge Laurence with his request. But now she didn't know what to do.
It just felt wrong to stand him up like that, her conscience was nagging her. But then there was the issue of the deal.
The 'kiss' issue.
Ugh.
Milly buried her face in her book, defeated.
"You've been like that for half a day now."
Claire commented.
They were lounging in the small cafeteria near the campus and she only had about less than ten minutes to decide whether to watch the game or not.
"Uggghh..."
Her hair looked like a crumpled mess now from all the pulling and grabbing she had been doing the past hour.
"You know, you should just go."
Claire interjected her ongoing dilemma.
"If he was expecting you
