Chapter 18: Call Off Your DogsThe next morning, I lay in bed, seriously considering calling in sick to school Monday. But I knew that wouldn’t work, as I had the whole thing with Rachel and Remy after school.
I showered, making sure the water was almost too hot to handle, as if I was trying to wash the previous night’s fight off of me. And sure enough, it hadn’t been five minutes when I heard stomping footsteps above my head and the water pressure changed. The water went from hot to cold in a flash.
“Goddammit!” I roared, and I shut off the water, conditioner still in my hair. I roughly dried myself and threw on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, completely out of my logical self. I marched up the stairs to Gretchen’s apartment, banging on the door.
She answered a moment later, fully dresse
