Chapter 27My five texts to Rocco went unanswered. That night, I called him over and over but all the calls went straight to voicemail.
An hour before dinner with my parents, I decided to sneak out of my bedroom window and walk a few blocks to Rocco’s house. I had not seen or heard from him since our Trig final when he left me standing in the dust outside the high school.
Before leaving, I locked the door and turned music up on the stereo to ward off my parents until I got back.
I walked slowly down the dimly lit cul-de-sac.
When I arrived at Kruger Street, I stood across the street, staring at the front of Rocco’s dark house, debating what I would say when I saw him.
Should I use the front door like a normal person, or knock on his bedroom window by the side of the house?
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