CHAPTER NINEWinter break ended, and the next semester got underway the second Wednesday in January. Back in the dorm on Tuesday night, El Speed had some good news; Ellie had—well, maybe not quite forgiven him, but was at least his girlfriend again. And Gordon was in rehab. El Speed didn’t say where, but I’d have been willing to bet it wouldn’t have been as luxurious as I was sure Alden’s had been.
Speaking of Alden, I was conflicted. I was angry with him, but I was also really looking forward to seeing him again. No more acting class meant we were unlikely to have any classes in common, and we’d made no specific plans when we’d left campus a few weeks ago. He’d told me he wasn’t looking forward to St. Louis, but he didn’t say why. I’d tried to get him to elaborate, but he’d changed the su
