Who could it be? My heart beat at a much faster rate as I waited. Was it Adrian? I knew I shouldn’t have left my room.
“ ah! Sara, you always find a way to get into trouble,” I scolded myself. I listened on, and I didn’t hear the heavy thud of his boots. Now questions have begun to rise in my head. Who could it be? I wondered.
“Babes, isn't he hot?” I heard a female voice squeal. What? What was a woman doing in Adrian’s room?
“Honestly, babe, you did no justice when you described him,” another girl replied. I sighed, letting out my breath, which I didn’t know I was holding. Partly, I was relieved that it wasn’t Adrian, but I wasn’t comfortable being around girls I knew close to nothing about. When I turned, I found out that they had reached the kitchen. They were actually three in numbe
