Harry got out of his seat quickly, put his assignment on the instructor’s desk, and walked rapidly out of the room. When Justin got into the hallway, his friend was just turning to go down the stairs to the main floor.
“Hal, wait up!”
If Harry heard, he didn’t respond.
What’s wrong with him? Justin wondered. What the f**k have I done?
When it was time to go for supper, Justin and Bailey stopped on the second floor to see if Harry wanted to go with them. Cliff, Harry’s roommate, told them Harry had already left to get something to eat.
“Was he with somebody?” Justin asked.
“What am I, his keeper? If you can’t keep track of your boyfriend, it’s not my job!” Cliff said, practically snarling.
Bailey didn’t say anything, merely scowling at Thornton. After they’d gotten their food at the
