Emily's Point Of View
It has only been two days after my first day at Princeton University, and here I am, stuck in the house, buried in assignments sprawled across the living room table. I do have much more free time--compared to back in the pack-- but there are a lot more modules I have to catch up to.
Geez. I wish I could be more laid back and let go of this relentless perfectionism that clings to me like a second skin.
I should be strolling around the town with Stephanie, perhaps, grabbing some pizzas or going shopping at the mall and having the normal girl experience.
I glance at the clock, it's eleven pm.
Where is Peter? He's not back yet, and I don't remember him telling me that he had a football practice today.
A flicker of concern crosses my mind. Perhaps he’s off on a date
