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Jo Wilson didn't grow up with the best role models. Her mother was 18 years old when she had given birth to her. Her father had married her mother, but parenting hadn't been their top priority. They thought keeping her showed enough responsibility. She liked to believe they were just proud that they hadn't killed her like an irresponsible child who neglected their goldfish. They hardly taught her right from wrong. So it wasn't shocking when their daughter had gotten herself pregnant during her freshman year of high school. Instead of handling the situation, they had shipped Jo off to her grandmother in New Jersey.

The remainder of her teenage years had been difficult. She struggled to fit in at her new school, especially once the gossip spread about her having a child at a younger age than when her parents had her. But having a baby so young had also taught her responsibility. Her grandmother constantly reminded her that she would have to work twice as hard because she had another life to look after. And she didn't want her daughter to have the life she had. She wanted to give her a better one, and that was why she decided to become a doctor.

But that was without complications. Dating proved to be most difficult for Jo because her daughter wasn't the bouncy, adorable infant that some men wouldn't mind meeting. She was 12 years old with enough social awareness. She always put her daughter first, especially when she felt that the man she was dating wouldn't be open to meeting her. Trying to explain to anybody that her daughter was almost a teenager was complicated enough when she herself looked like she was just graduating college.

Having to lie to her peers made her feel extremely guilty, but she had endured being the juicy gossip for most of her life that hiding one detail – though a very major detail – about herself would at least place her at the same level as everyone else. Her friends never suspected anything, so she continued to keep her daughter a secret.

Until she got caught anyway.

Now she stood in front of two of her colleagues, both remaining silent and surprised to see a miniature version of herself standing beside her. Because Jo had straightforwardly told them her secret, there was no backing out now. Also, April's overly wide smile would probably scare her daughter if she didn't stop soon.

"This is Caterina," Jo introduced her daughter to them. "But she goes by Cat."

"Cat…" Alex suspiciously murmured. Everything instantly clicked for him. Whenever Jo talked about her cat, she was never actually talking about a feline that coughed up hairballs and took dumps in kitty litter. "This is your cat? Huh, less furry than I expected."

The young girl scrunched her nose. "I'm not a real cat, idiot."

"Hey, be nice," Jo scolded her daughter. "And where's Nana? You're supposed to be with her."

"She's just paying for something at Victoria's Secret. I wanted to buy a smoothie, so she let me go to the food court."

"I told you that you can't wander off alone like this. And what is she doing at Victoria's Secret? She better not be buying you any skimpy underwear. I already told you that's out of the question."

Cat groaned loudly. "They're just pajama pants, gosh! And the food court is right across from the store! I know not to talk to strangers or anything," she retorted, folding her arms in front of her chest.

Jo closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. "Okay, fine. Go buy your smoothie and come back right after."

April waited until Cat was a good distance away before she cheerfully said, "She seems like a sweet kid."

"Yeah, well, apparently being almost thirteen means she's allowed to rebel and talk back to adults," she irritably replied. The brunette ran her palms down her face before looking back at her friends. "I know this is really… surprising."

"No kidding," Alex scoffed. "Nobody knows you got a kid? O'Malley, Avery, Grey?"

Jo shook her head. "I never told them. Listen, it sounds awful that I've been lying to you all, but I have my reasons. I can't explain all of them to you right now, but trust me when I tell you that everything else I've told you about myself is real," she insisted. "No bullshit, I promise."

"Well, it's definitely a shock. I mean, how old were you when you had Cat?" April politely questioned.

"Fifteen. Just a couple of weeks before turning sixteen," she muttered, avoiding eye contact with both Alex and April. "I didn't know any better. My grandmother was the person who guided me away from the bad path after my parents forced me to live with her. They didn't want to deal with a pregnant teenager. And there's no father. He was a high school senior who immediately denied it was his kid. Since then, it's been the three of us together."

Although April appeared genuinely interested in the story, Alex felt uncomfortable. He wasn't sure how to respond nor did he have anything to say to begin with. It was surreal to him that the one woman he had feelings for was hiding a juicy secret too, hers actually more complicated than his. He wanted to walk away, but it was like his shoes were glued to the floor.

An elderly woman with gray hair approached the trio and stopped beside Jo. "Where is your daughter, Josephine? I sent her out to buy a smoothie and she never returned."

"She's buying it right now, Nana," Jo answered before gesturing towards Alex and April. "These are two of my friends from work. This is my grandmother, Jeanette."

April quickly extended her arm and grinned. "Hello, it's nice to meet you! I'm April Kepner." She nodded her head towards her roommate. "And this is Alex Karev. We're surgical residents with Jo at Seattle Grace."

"It's so good to finally meet some of Josephine's doctor friends. And Alex? I've heard a lot about you," Jeanette gushed, shaking April's hand before extending her own to Alex. "She had a lovely time with you last night. Such a gentleman, I hear."

Alex softly snorted. Maybe for one night he had been a gentleman, but that was hardly a strong characteristic of his. He briefly shook the older woman's hand and slightly smiled. "Uh, sure." He suddenly scrambled for his cell phone in his back pocket, pulling it out and pretending to find a text message. "Oh, shoot. I'm being paged to the hospital. I'm on-call and stuff."

"Okay, we should go then," April concurred, then she smiled back at Jeanette. "It was great meeting you."

"Same goes for you. Don't be strangers, you two. Come over to our home when you have the free time," she offered.

"Oh, God," Jo mumbled to herself. Now that her grandmother knew that she actually had friends to entertain, she could no longer make half-assed excuses as to why she never invited any of them over for dinner. It was always about none of them knowing about her daughter more than anything. "I guess I'll see you two at work."

"Of course," April chirped. As she walked past Jo, she waited for her friend to turn around before making a phone with her hand and mouthing to her, "Call me."

Jo quickly nodded. She was grateful that April had been understanding of her situation. Alex, on the other hand, he acted like the few men in the past who had found out – accidentally or deliberately – about Cat. He tried to flee as fast as possible.

"She has a kid!" Alex said loudly, seated in the passenger seat as April drove them home to their apartment. "She has a freaking kid!"

April sighed in annoyance as she stared straight ahead at the car in front of her. "I know. You've been saying that since we left the mall. And I was there to see her up close and personal. You can stop repeating yourself."

Alex clearly had a more difficult time processing the news compared to his roommate. He thought it was some joke and a camera crew was going to jump out of hiding to tell him that he was on Candid Camera. But that would have been too much of a fantasy. The girl was the spitting image of Jo. They could easily pass as sisters.

And her mini-me called him an idiot. She was definitely Jo's daughter.

Although she gave them some answers, he wanted more. He had his own suspicions about why their date ended so awkwardly, but he preferred to hear the truth from Jo's mouth. Her reluctance to date, or even make simple plans with their group of friends, made more sense to him. He couldn't imagine himself raising a child that young. He considered himself lucky that he hadn't knocked up any women during his wild college years. Jo's support system was less than what he had in Iowa, yet she seemed to be juggling surgical residency and raising her daughter pretty well.

Still, he couldn't help but feel a little hurt and betrayed that she lied to him too.

"Jo's one of those 16 and Pregnant chicks," Alex bluntly stated. "I bet she would've been on that show if it was around when we were 15 years old."

"Okay, now you're being an idiot," April chided. "Were we speaking to the same person? Jo didn't throw her life away after she got pregnant. Her grandmother obviously prevented her from falling apart. Now she's a doctor. Give her some credit."

"Easy for you to say. You didn't go on a date with her," he argued. "Dude, this totally screws things up. Now that I know she has a kid, she's not gonna want to go out with me anymore. She's gonna use her daughter as an excuse."

"That's why you two need to talk when you're alone. Get everything out in the open," she advised. "How do you even know she'll stop dating you? Maybe because you know the truth, she'll be more comfortable… if you're comfortable."

Alex rested his head against the window and sighed. "I need a day or two for this to sink in."

"Also, we are not telling anybody else about this unless Jo gives us the green light," she added. "I'm sure she doesn't want this spreading around at the hospital. I'll pretend I don't know anything when I'm with Jackson."

"Speaking of Jackson, when are you gonna tell him about your own crap?" he muttered. "It's like he knows something's going on, but it's not my job to say what it is because you had me promise not to. You have to tell him eventually about your-"

"Shut up," April cut him off, furrowing her brow. "I will when I'm ready. I'm not there yet."

Alex raised his eyebrow at her. "When will you be ready?"

She quickly shrugged. "I don't know. Tell him about Amber first."

"How?"

"Just tell him he has a sister," she impatiently replied. "Maybe he'll want to meet her. At least he shouldn't have any negative feelings towards her. If you won't tell him, then I will."

"Be my guest."

"Alex! I'm not doing your dirty work for you."

Alex smirked back at April. "Just like I won't do your dirty work for you either," he countered. "Fine. Whenever I get around to telling him about Amber, you tell him what happened at Mayo. Got it?"

April took a deep breath, exhaling slowly. "Fine."

When they arrived at their apartment building April kept a faster pace than Alex on their way to the front door. She had grown tired of his nonstop ranting about Jo that she wanted to lock herself in her bedroom and drown out his voice with her iPod. She also gave him the task of carrying all of her shopping bags to their apartment, which only made him complain more. They were surprised to find George waiting outside in hallway.

"Hey, George. What are you doing here?" April greeted their coworker.

George simply stood in front of the door with his hands inside of his pockets. "Oh, Avery wanted me to tell you that he set up a date for tonight at seven. He'll pick you up at 6:30. Wear something sexy," he reported, almost as if he had been told to memorize the message. He smiled and added, "If you want my opinion on what type of restaurant, I think the lighting will be dim."

"Dude, this isn't ancient times. We have phones, you know," Alex retorted.

"Well, Avery thought calling her or sending a text would be informal," he explained. "Don't shoot me. I'm just the messenger."

"You mean his servant?"

April cleared her throat and smiled at George. "Don't mind him. He's just being a grumpus today."

Alex groaned. "Did you just call me that stupid word?"

"Anyway," she sternly said, unlocking the front door with her key. "Is that all? You came here to tell me that Jackson planned a date? By the way, tell him that the date is a definite yes."

"Actually, you have the latest issue of The American Journal of Surgery and you promised that I could borrow it," George reminded the redhead as he followed her into the apartment. "So if you don't mind, I'll pick it up now and I'll be on my way."

"No problem! Just wait here in the living room," April politely answered, walking away to her bedroom.

George eyed the various shopping bags Alex set down beside the couch. "Go on a shopping spree?"

"These are all Kepner's," his disgruntled coworker responded before sitting down on the couch. Alex propped his feet up on the coffee table and turned on the TV. "Avery seriously sent you here to deliver a date proposal? What a cheeseball."

"He bought a new shirt and tie for the occasion," George noted. "They haven't been dating long, but I can see how serious he is about her. He's never bought new clothes for a date. His wardrobe isn't actually in need of any upgrades to begin with."

Alex scrunched his nose, glancing back at George. "What's his goal for tonight? To get laid?"

Before the other man could answer, April returned with a medical journal in her hand. She stopped a few feet away from the two men when they both looked at her and their conversation abruptly ended. "Are you talking about me?" she questioned, placing one hand on her hip.

George quickly shook his head. "No. We were talking about… man stuff," he reluctantly answered. Fortunately, Alex nodded to help him out. "Not exactly a subject you would be interested in discussing. It involves, umm… things below the belt."

"Grooming," Alex bluntly stated.

April stared at them in disgust and waved her hand. "I don't want to know." She handed the medical journal to George. "Here you go. Do you want to hang out for a bit?"

"I can't. I have to go run some errands and then help out my mom with some stuff. Thanks for this, though. I'll give it back to you in a couple of days," George replied. "I'll see you at work."

After George left the apartment, April sat down beside Alex. Her roommate was flipping through channels without bothering to find out what was airing on each channel. She grabbed the remote from him and turned off the TV. "How are you feeling now?"

"How do you think I feel?" Alex sneered. "And don't try to dig into my brain like you're a therapist or something."

"I'm just trying to find a way to help," she sighed.

"You can't," he muttered. "There's no easy fix to this, okay? It's all freaking messed up."

The silence in the room was interrupted by a ringing cell phone. April watched Alex pull his phone out of his pocket and stare at the caller ID. "Who is it? Is it Jo?" His lack of response only confirmed it. He tossed it aside and let the call go to his voicemail. "Alex, you have to talk to her soon. She wants to explain everything to you, so give her the chance to do that."

"Can you give it a rest? I'll talk to her when I'm ready, but right now, she's the last person I want to talk to," Alex irritably answered, pushing himself up onto his feet. He retreated to his bedroom hoping a long nap would be the distraction he needed, or at least getting a real page from the hospital would work too.

Jo reluctantly approached Alex and April's apartment. She had spent the day figuring out what she wanted to tell Alex and how to fix the obvious problem between them. The number of phone calls and texts that were left unanswered confirmed how upset he was with her. They had built a lot of trust in each other as they grew closer as friends, but she worried they were back at square one. Their friends would easily suspect something happened between them if he avoided her at the hospital. She knew a quick fix was impossible, but she hoped he would be willing to forgive her.

She knocked on the front door, nervously waiting for an answer. Rather than seeing an annoyed Alex when the door opened, it was April, who was dressed up for her date with Jackson. She wore a strapless, black dress and she appeared to be scrambling to wear her heels.

"Oh, sorry. I thought you were Jackson," April breathlessly greeted Jo. She had panicked and assumed her boyfriend arrived a half an hour early. Now that she knew it wasn't him, she tossed her heels aside. "We have a date tonight."

"I can tell," the brunette murmured as she eyed her friend's outfit. "Is Alex here?"

"Actually, he just slipped out about fifteen minutes ago. Hospital paged him – for real this time."

Jo sighed, frowning at April. "Can I come in anyway?"

"Of course. I mean, I was hoping you would call like I asked, but I'm sure you weren't in the best mood to talk to anybody," she stated, closing the door after her coworker entered the apartment. They both sat down on the couch and remained quiet for a minute before April broke the silence. "So… you're a mother."

Jo slowly nodded. "I am."

"Does Cat understand why you've been hiding her from everybody?"

"Yes, but that doesn't stop her from acting out every once in a while. She's still a kid. She wants to be with her mom more often, but I just don't have the time I want to spend with her," Jo explained. "My grandmother takes her to school before she goes to work. She's a waitress. I told her she doesn't have to work anymore, but she insists on it. Cat usually has activities after school, so she hitches a ride with one of her friends. By the time I come home, she's already in bed. What little time I have with her at night consists of homework or getting into a stupid argument with her."

"And nobody aside from Alex and I know you're her mother?"

Jo shook her head. "Most of the parents I've conversed with at the school think I'm her older sister," she answered. "And people speculate about how supposedly our parents died in a car accident. I wish mine would have. They're awful. They wanted to get rid of me the second I told them I was pregnant."

April sadly smiled at her friend. "Perhaps this is a blessing in disguise. You're so close to becoming a surgeon. Maybe this doesn't happen if your parents never sent you away."

"Yeah, I know. But I just feel guilty all of the time, having to lie about a cat I don't actually own. You know I actually hate cats? Hate 'em," she admitted with a laugh. "With Cat's nickname, I thought it wouldn't hurt. When I brought up my imaginary cat I wasn't making up bullshit. When fake cat was sick, Cat was truly sick. There was just a white lie attached to it."

"Are you ever gonna tell anybody else about her?"

"I don't know. I've kept her a secret from everybody for this long, so why not keep it that way? And I don't want anybody using this piece of information against me. Lexie can be cutthroat, you know that first hand."

"But what would she say? That you can't be in the OR for long hours because you have a child to take care of? C'mon, a lot of surgeons have children," April argued.

"I'm tired of people talking, April. Gossiping, talking behind my back like I can't hear them. I've dealt with it for so many years that it's refreshing to not be the center of attention for the wrong reasons," Jo countered. "I can blend in here. You know, some secrets don't have to be told if nobody is snooping for them."

April swallowed hard as her eyes wandered away from her friend. Jo had a point, but what she was hiding from everybody wasn't information she could hide forever. Her reluctance to talk about her time at Mayo hadn't gone unnoticed by her peers. She wanted to have an open and honest relationship with Jackson, but she also wanted to ease him into her past slowly.

Jackson followed April to her apartment after a successful, romantic date. He had taken her to a French restaurant, and their table by the window provided a beautiful view of Elliott Bay and the Seattle Great Wheel. It was their first formal date and he couldn't be more ecstatic over how it played out. He had even brought her red roses when he arrived at the apartment to pick her up.

There wasn't a special occasion to celebrate. He simply wanted to get dressed up and have a nice meal that neither of them were required to cook. And he was also grateful that she had worn a dress that showed off more skin than he usually saw at work and on their casual dates. He kept that thought to himself, though.

April held his hand as he slightly trailed behind her. She smiled nonstop as she told him a story about a disastrous date that included a Ferris wheel, an obnoxious date and a pile of vomit. "It was so embarrassing! But in retrospect, I'm actually glad I threw up on him because he was such a pig," she babbled. "And that's why I don't ride Ferris wheels anymore."

"I'll keep that in mind," he replied with a smirk. Jackson placed his hands on his girlfriend's waist when she opened her purse to search for her house key. He began kissing her shoulder and whispered, "Is Alex home?"

She could feel herself blushing as she gently bit her bottom lip. "I'm not sure."

Whether or not Alex was home, April planned on not holding back anymore. Fortunately, when she pushed open the front door the living room was dark and the apartment was silent. He was likely still at the hospital or sulking at Joe's. She turned around, dropping her purse, as she threw her arms over Jackson's shoulders and kissed him. He immediately reciprocated the kiss, shutting the door with his foot.

She blindly pushed his jacket off of his shoulders on their way to her bedroom. After Jackson kicked her bedroom door closed, he reached for the zipper on the back of her dress, but she suddenly stopped him. "Hey, what's wrong?" he said, pulling away from her. "Are we… not having sex?"

April turned on a lamp beside her bed and anxiously fidgeted with her fingers. "W-we are. I just… umm, sit down first," she instructed. Jackson took a seat on the edge of her bed with a concerned look on his face. She stood two feet away from him. "Before we go through with it, I want to make sure you're okay with something."

"You have three nipples, don't you?" Jackson quipped.

"I'm serious!" she scolded him. "I told you I'm insecure about my body. I'm sure you've noticed that I always wear a tank top underneath my clothes and there's a reason for that."

"Okay. So, why?" he inquired.

April reached behind her back and slowly unzipped her dress. She timidly pushed the material down until it dropped to the floor. Standing in her underwear, there was a visible faded scar along the center of her abdomen. It started an inch below her chest, wrapped around half of her belly button and ended above her pelvic region. Her scar appeared to be about a year old, but her pale skin helped it stand out more than she wanted.

Jackson slightly leaned forward, furrowing his brow as he stared at the scar. "What happened?"

"I took a bad fall at work. It's really stupid how it happened," she nervously laughed. "Missed a step, fell down the stairs, actually knocked myself out. Next thing I knew, I woke up in a hospital bed and they told me I had a splenic rupture that they were able to repair, so I didn't lose my spleen."

"Why were you afraid to tell me this?"

April gestured towards her scar and forced a laugh. "Because it's embarrassing! Clumsy moment led to this ugly scar." She crossed her arms against her abdomen to hide the faded incision line. "I was insecure about my body before the scar and I'm even more insecure about it now."

"And you left Mayo because…" Jackson quickly shook his head. "I don't understand."

"You think people just forget about an incident like that? They don't, especially when it's me. Some of the residents never warmed up to me over there. I'm too perky or they think I kissed the attendings' asses too much, but I can't help who I am," she explained. "I wanted to be someplace where I wouldn't be judged and ridiculed for every little thing I did, so I left. Here, I feel better. I mean, Lexie still hates me, but I don't get the same amount of judgment that I received at Mayo. I really like it here. And I really like you, so I hope this ugly scar doesn't turn you off and scare you away."

"Hey, come here," he soothingly said, reaching out and grasping her hand. Jackson pulled her towards him, then he leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss against her scar just above her navel. He gazed up at her and smiled. "This doesn't bother me at all. It doesn't make you less attractive to me either. It's just a scar."

April shyly smiled back, grasping Jackson's shoulders. "Just a scar. You're right."

His hands roamed over her backside and down the back of her thighs. "You are so beautiful."

"Thank you," she murmured, climbing onto his lap. "Can we have sex now?"

Jackson snickered and flipped April onto her back, surprising her as she squealed. "We definitely can," he firmly answered before silencing her with a kiss.

Alex walked out of Seattle Grace Hospital after spending the rest of the afternoon and the evening working on post-ops for Robbins and covering the ER. It had been the distraction he needed. He barely thought about Jo or her secret family members. He had already played the same game and he wasn't interested in being pulled into another one.

Before he reached his car in the parking lot, he spotted Jo waiting for him beside it. He softly groaned and quickly approached her. "What?" he muttered, attempting to open the car door, but she refused to budge. "Can you move?"

"Will you at least talk to me first?" she irritably asked. "You haven't returned any of my calls or texts. When are we going to talk?"

"I don't know. I'm still processing," he impatiently answered. "Now, can you move?"

Jo folded her arms and stood her ground. "No. What you found out about me is basically the same thing with you and Avery. We both kept family members a secret. That makes us even."

"Hardly. Avery and I are barely brothers. You popped out a kid when you yourself were just a freaking kid! That's a big difference," Alex rebuked. "It all makes more sense to me why you didn't want to kiss me after our date, but I'm not gonna play this game with you. Either you want to date me or you don't, but don't send me mixed signals because of your daughter."

"I do want to date you! It's just complicated, as you can see," Jo insisted. "I have to know if you understand that Cat comes first. Always. That you won't walk away because you're not my priority."

Alex pointed at himself. "I'm not ready to be anybody's father."

"And I'm not asking you to be. I just need to know if you're okay with the fact that I have a 12-year old."

Alex slightly furrowed his brow. "When you bailed on that solo surgery what actually happened?"

Jo sighed. "Cat got into a fight at school. My grandmother couldn't leave work, so I had to go over there and convince the principal not to expel her. This was her second fight, but she didn't instigate the first one, so she only had to serve detention for a week," she explained. "Some girl in her class was giving her crap about not having a mother or a father, so she punched her. Kids gossip just as much as adults do. It's worse for her because telling everybody that her 'older sister' is actually her mom will only cause more trouble for her. And I don't want to pull her out of this school. It's a very good private school with an affordable tuition, and she does have friends there. We worked really hard to get her in. She has two more years until high school and by then, I'll be finished with residency. We can start over again when the time comes."

"Start over? You mean move to another state for post-residency work?" Alex questioned. "So if I'm still in the picture, I'm just supposed to pack up and go wherever you choose then?"

"No- well, that's two years from now. Who knows what will happen between us?" Jo took a step forward and softly smiled. "But that doesn't mean we can't try. I want to try, Alex."

Alex inhaled slowly and exhaled. Jo sounded sincere, but he hadn't made up his mind yet. He had never dated a woman with a child nor had he ever been interested in doing so. "I'm gonna have to think about it a little longer," he murmured, stepping around her to get into his car.

Jo decided to surrender for the night and give him the space he wanted. She watched him pull out of the parking lot before walking to her own car and driving herself home.

When Alex arrived home he dropped his bag beside the door as he entered the apartment. He went to the kitchen for a beer and popped the cap open. His stomach was rumbling and he wished he had bought some food on the way home, but his frustrations with Jo distracted him from doing so. He opened the refrigerator hoping there were leftover dinners that April had stored inside. There weren't many options, but he chose a box of chow mein that was about two days old.

Leaning against the counter, Alex skipped heating up his last minute dinner and began digging in with a fork. A minute later, Jackson walked into the kitchen wearing only his boxers. Both men stood in place as they quietly stared at each other.

"I'm just getting a glass of water," Jackson stated, clearing his throat as he passed by. He retrieved a glass from one of the cupboards and served himself water from the sink. He noticed Alex staring at him uncomfortably. "What?"

"You look like a dude who just got laid," Alex noted with a mouthful of food.

The pretty boy sipped some water before he replied, "Not that it's any of your business, but yeah. We had sex. So what?" A smile formed on his face. He sensed Alex would be uncomfortable listening to him talk about how great the sex with April was, but he decided not to rub it in. "And obviously, I saw her scar and it really doesn't bother me."

Alex paused mid-chew, slowly raising his eyebrow. "She told you what happened?"

"Yeah, about how she slipped and fell down the stairs, ruptured her spleen. Other residents never being very welcoming to her over there at Mayo," Jackson confirmed. "That's what happened, right?"

Alex turned his back to Jackson as he reached for his beer on the counter. "Uh, yeah. That's what happened," he mumbled, sipping his beer. "They were pretty crappy."

Jackson finished his water and placed the glass in the sink. "Well, I'm going back to bed. Don't worry about hearing unsavory sounds from the bedroom. April's already asleep," he amusingly said as he left the kitchen. "'Night, Karev."

Alex set the Chinese takeout box on the counter and ran his hands through his hair before resting them against the back of his head. He felt like screaming. Not only was he frustrated with Jo but now, he was feeling the same way about his roommate. "Dammit, April," he whispered to himself.

I know some of you are dying to know more about April, but you won't find out everything until a few chapters later. Let me know what you think, please! :)