Thirteen's POV
I really didn't know what to think. Sam had walked away, said he was sorry, that it wouldn't happen again, and disappeared somewhere in my house. At least, I thought here was still in my house. For all I knew he'd run off somewhere else. And I'd retreated to my room.
There's a knock on my bedroom door. I open it and Cody and Chase are both standing there. Chase holds a manila file in his hands.
"What's going on?" I question. Chase says nothing and just hands me the file.
I look at it and read it over. And then I read it again. My eyes not quite grasping what I'm reading. I take a seat on the end of my bed.
"Is this for real?" I finally ask. My eyes locked on Cody, his head's down and he's avoiding my gaze, but he nods anyway.
Chase stands there awkwardly. "I think I'l
