Graduation Day's Cruel Ultimatum

e to New Ha

Jake's summer dorm address. Mrs.

would I say? "Hi, I ran away from a

was the only piece of m

Old, grand buildings. Students who

a gothic-looking buildi

and knocked on the

The door cr

irtless, hair tousle

ar

h bright red hair and a thick French ac

héri, wh

one of his t-shi

mach d

h

had a life.

like an

ry," I stammere

ed to

, stepping into the hallwa

forcing a smile. "My

you doing here?" He looked genuine

on her hips. "Jake, you did not tel

el-worn, clutching my worn backpack

hrough his hair.

crossed his face. An idea.

n arm around my shoulder,

girl with an expressio

id. "This is Sara

d. Juliette's

t me, as if searching for something. He then pointed dramatically at my backpack, which I was hol

stared at me, a sile

es bulged. "Y

mach to my backpack, then b

words I didn't understand, bu

oom, grabbed a handbag, and stor

le!" she hissed as she d

lway wa

breath. He sagged ag

e said. "I am

I couldn't help it

giggles, pointing at my backpack full

d! She's been... intense. And I didn'

rlfriend with th

grinned. "Welcome

usly, what are you doi

thing. The factory, t

his expressio

, he was quiet

me," he said finally.

't. You have

me a favor. She was exhausting." He looked at me. "Th

With Jake, I felt like

his classes. He snuck me into the dining hall for meal

e me feel li

Jake. My frie

asn't such a bad cover story after all. I