“So they’re the reason you’re not going to school today?” I joke as I fully step into the bedroom. Ross shuts the door behind me, locking me in his lair. “What happened, Adam call you up last night and finally ask you to run away with him?”
“Shut up,” Ross growls. He sinks down on the edge of the bed, leaving me standing. “The show sold out already, can you believe it? I heard tickets went in less than a minute after the lines opened.”
I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from correcting him. That’s the sort of silly statistic radio stations make up to get fans all worked up for the show. Yeah, maybe it’s sold out, now, but I got my tickets a half hour after the “lines opened,” and we got pretty good seats. Besides, how in the world would they sell out a place like the Coliseum in less
