before she could stop them. Mad at herself for saying that aloud, she sat on the side of the bed and patted Kaylee’s heaving shoulder. “It’s okay. It’s only one test, right? Just make sure you don’t flunk any more, and you can make up for that bad grade with good ones.”
Kaylee sniffled. “I know, but it just feels like I’m drowning all the time. I never thought college would be so hard!”
Um…how did she not know that? Ashley silently wondered. It’s college. It’s supposed to be hard. Irritated and needing to study, but stuck because she actually cared, Ashley kept that thought behind her lips, or at least found a softer way to bring it up. “What did you think it would be?”
“I don’t know. More fun all the time, I guess.”
Ashley could not contain her annoyed snort. “You are having fun all the time—too much of it, if you ask me. You need to cut back on the partying, Kaylee. That’s screwing up your study time.”
“But I’m in college, when people are supposed to party. I’m grown, and nobody can tell me what to do anymore. If I wanna have fun, I will.”
There was no way to argue with her or get through to her, but Ashley had to try. “Yeah, but… Look, I don’t know. I have to study, so I’m just gonna grab my books and head outside where it’s less noisy. You want to go with me and study your own stuff?”
“No.” Kaylee rolled over onto her back and stared at the ceiling. “I think I’ll just hang out here for a while.”
“Fine.” Ashley then stood and headed into her room, shaking her head and muttering all the way.
Kaylee’s attitude sucked. She was being a spoiled brat, throwing away all that had been given to her. It was easy to see, and why Kaylee didn’t see it herself was anyone’s guess. In any case, Ashley had no time for her cousin’s breakdown, and she also did not have time to sit her down for a long talk and a reality check. She had her own education to take care of, and she wasn’t going to let Kaylee or anyone else jeopardize that after she’d put so much hard work into it.
Outside, Ashley found a quiet spot in a patch of sunlight. She opened her laptop and took her cello out of its case. The piece she was working on was intricate and fragile. She loved it, and it spoke to her in ways she understood, even if she couldn’t articulate them. Somehow, some way, the melody just soothed and touched her soul.
She spent a few hours there, working on her music and perusing her textbooks and notes. She felt positively virtuous when she finished, proud of herself for all she’d accomplished, but it was getting dark so she cased her laptop, stuffed it and her books into her backpack, then grabbed her cased cello and started off through the thickening shadows.
“Hey, Ash! I need to talk to you.”
She spun around, glaring at the source of the familiar voice. “Charlie? I don’t know what you want, and I don’t care. Whatever it is, I don’t have time for it…or for you.”
“It’s about your cousin.”
She shifted the cello case to her other hand. “Your problems are yours, Charlie. Don’t drag me into the middle of them. You’re both grownups. You figure it out.”
“I’m worried about her.”
Those words made her blink, particularly since he spoke them with such sincerity. “What?”
He sighed and looked across the campus, then back at her. “Look, I like her, okay? I’m not wildly in love with her or whatever, but Kaylee’s a good person, and she’s kinda freaking me out.”
“How so?” Ashley asked, skeptical.
“You mean to tell me you haven’t noticed all the crazy shit she’s been doing? Maybe you haven’t noticed because you’re too caught up in getting ready for Royale…and in Logan.”
Her teeth clenched together so hard she was pretty sure she heard a molar crack. “Look, I know my cousin, and—”
“She’s doing molly, Ashley.”
Ashley blinked. “Huh? Are you saying she’s a lesbian?”
Charlie