Jamie's POV
I was sitting on the couch in my apartment with my laptop on my lap, working on my paper. It had been two years since I moved away from the pack to New York to go to college. Alex made sure to call me three times a week and we texted as much as we could throughout the day.
We never went a day without talking to each other. We FaceTimed on weekends and most of the time, it ended up with both of our hands being tired.
There was a knock on my door and I was confused. I hadn't asked any of my friends to come over and I knew no one from home had come out. They always told me when they would come. Everyone had come out at least once, even Matthew and Jack, which left Alex in charge for two days.
Alex came out once a month because he knew I couldn't leave that much. He didn't come
