Clarissa stepped out of her apartment a few days later and made her way to the elevator. She discovered Phillip standing there, also waiting for the elevator, in his elite private school uniform.
He looked over and smiled at her, "good morning Clarissa, how does it feel to be 17?"
"About the same, but thanks for the great party. I'm just wondering if my plan worked. I haven't heard from Cass since then," Clarissa fretted.
Phillip stepped onto the elevator with her, "perhaps I came on too strong, or not strong enough. Either way, my apologies."
"No, you were great. I saw the expressions on their faces, but as far as I know, there was no confession between them," Clarissa pressed the button for the lobby.
"Not that I'm particularly interested in how this turns out, but why invest so muc
