Professor Dearest
Letting him go, I wave goodbye as he rides away, then, I make it to my apartment, smiling profusely as I make it all the way to my room.
Entering the dark house, I switched the light on. A very worried Charlie springs out from her chair, walking around to hug me.
“Oh my God, Lettie. You scared me, Girl, where have you been and why do you reek of alcohol?” She asks, her concerned eyes flashing all over me.
“Well, as you know, Jackson was being a jerk, so, he linked me up with some guys, I was at their party,” I reply honestly.
“That would have been different if you would have just texted me with a location. It would have saved Professor Quinn the stress of coming all the way here and waiting