BREN
I felt like I was heading to a dorm meeting point to plan the world’s insurrection. I didn’t know why, but it lingered with me.
I showed up. There was rap music blaring from Jade and Aspen’s room, with the door open. No one inside.
So, I waited.
Five minutes.
Ten.
Two girls came from the exit stairs, saw me and paused. “Hey.”
I lifted my chin up. “You guys know where these two might be?”
“Oh.” One hid a grin.
The other pointed down the hallway. “They hang out a lot with Angeline and V. Room 413.”
So I went to room 413.
I knocked.
No answer, but I heard more music blaring from inside. It sounded like Spanish rap, so I knocked again.
No answer.
Trying the knob, it was unlocked. I opened the door, looked inside and nothing.
So then I stood there and thought, If I was a gir
