BOOK 9
A week had gone by since last meeting with Dean, ad since then I hadn’t seen or heard from him. The thing didn’t please me at all. I was wondering how he was spending his days, how many girls he was sleeping with... I also was wondering if he was thinking of me. But I would have never obtained the answers I was looking for.
That morning I went to work earlier than expected because the day before Dr. Foster had told me and all my colleagues that he had to tell us something. I was wondering what it could be. I was really curious.
When I arrived I sat at my desk and I found Liz super excited about the news that our boss had to tell us, “Jules, aren’t you excited? I’m dying.”
“I’m quite curious...”
“I think that it’s about the Homecoming party.”
“What party?”
“Listen, every year
