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friend a nervous look. “Wanna talk about it?”
    “Hell no!” Logan took another swig of his beer, effectively dropping the subject and his dreary attitude. “But you can restring this for me.” He opened his bag and passed Gavin the banjo.
    “What the hell did he do to it?!”
    “Snipped it with a pair of scissors.”
    “Jackass! Mother-fucking jackass!” Gavin shook his head. “No worries. I’ll get you fixed. Have another beer while I do it.”
     
     



Chapter 5
    What He Wrote
     
    Ashley hadn’t realized how exhausted she was until her head hit the pillow last night. She slept soundly, a rarity for her, not even getting up once to use the bathroom. The sun had already peeked its bright rays through her sheer curtains. As her paisley blankets rose and fell, her alarm clock squawked loudly, effectively alerting her from a deep sleep.
    “Already?” she griped as she sat up in bed. Rubbing her face, she shielded her eyes from the blinding light shining through the window. She stretched as a ferocious yawn ripped from her mouth. She felt well-rested but disoriented, only then remembering where she was.
    “What time is it?” She looked around her room in confusion. Reaching for her cell phone, she glanced down at the face, and nearly jumped out of her skin. The clock read 8:01 A.M.
    “Shit!” Throwing her blankets off her body, she scrambled out of bed and hurried to get dressed. Her first class started at 8:30 and from studying the map last night before falling asleep, it was located clear across the campus.
    “Crap! Crap! Crap!” she muttered as she rushed into the tiny kitchen. Kaylee and Charlie sat on the barstools sipping coffee, looking utterly put together. Kaylee wore jeans and a cute pink t-shirt. She looked like she’d just come from a modelling gig. Charlie too, except he just had jeans on and his muscular bare chest seemed chiseled to perfection. Ashley pretended not to notice.
    “I was going to wake you up, but…” Kaylee said as she watched her cousin rush through the suite.
    “Next time you have my permission.” She looked around for her backpack. She’d grabbed it when she left her room, right?
    “I figured you didn’t have class yet. You’re supposed to be the responsible one, remember?” Kaylee laughed.
    “My brain must’ve forgot.” Ashley ran back to her bedroom and rolled her eyes. Not the right morning to be funny. She ran the warm faucet water onto a dry wash cloth. She quickly scrubbed her skin, promising herself to a fresh shower after class, when she had more time. She ran a brush through her long hair, pulled on a pair of skinny jeans, a cute pair of brown boots and an ivory top. Thankfully she’d picked her clothes out last night before going to bed.
    Sweeping the wash cloth across her face one last time, she grabbed her mascara. It was all she had time for… and maybe a touch of lip glass. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked fine, smelled sweet thanks to her perfume, but inside she felt like a big gooey mess.
    It would have to do.
    Fully dressed and beautified, she grabbed her book bag still sitting in her room and slung it over her left shoulder. She raced through the kitchenette, grabbed a bottled water and mumbled, “See ya!”
    “Hey, don’t you want a Pop Tart or somethin’?” Charlie called, holding an unopened silver foil wrapper.
    Rushing back, she snatched the Pop Tarts from Charlie’s hand and ripped it open. “Thanks! I’ve got class at 8:30!” She took a moment to stuff two giant bites in her mouth.
    “Shit, so do we, but we’re not having a heart attack.” Charlie laughed.
    Kaylee tutted and nodded at Ashley, her eyes still on Charlie’s. “She’s from New York City.”
    A look of understanding crossed Charlie’s face. “Oh…. It’s all starting to make sense now.”
    Kaylee laughed as she pushed on Charlie’s chest. “Be nice, she’s family.”
    “I know a thing or two about family.” Charlie snorted.