Friday
I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing. My head was pounding. Melissa was a terrible influence. I grabbed my aching forehead in one hand and my cell phone in my other. I slid my finger across the screen.
It was a text from Tyler: "Class is canceled! See you tonight, Penny!"
I quickly opened up my email. There was one waiting from Professor Hunter. I clicked on it and read the message.
Comm 212 is canceled this morning. Please spend the weekend thinking about your next speech - describing how something works. Everyone with last names beginning with A through M will be going Wednesday, and everyone else will go on Friday. I'm looking forward to hearing your speeches.
- Professor J. Hunter
Why had he canceled class? I needed to see him. I needed to talk to him. I bit my lip.
