Emily's POV
Okay. It is 7:35.
What would Jake do?
If Jake was still Jake, then Jake would be jogging at that hour. That means, if I am right, I have about twenty-five minutes to practice Monsieur Timothee's song. It is not enough, and I hate that he had to come and ruin my life's balance once again.
I exhale slowly and I grab my purse. I don't have one second to lose. I opened the door and ran down the stairs and continued going down until I reached the basement.
I closed the door behind me and took a deep breath before I walked down the stairs. I spent a week transforming a dump into pure heaven. The whole place is covered with bookcases, and all of these bookcases are stacked with a million different types of books and not an inch of any bookcase is empty. I have placed two white mi
