The next morning, i woke up to casey at my side gently stroking my hair while flipping threw the channels of our tv in 'our' room. i should probably explain. caseys only my boyfriend. not fiance, or husband, just my boyfriend. for some reason though, i tend to stay at his apartment instead of mine. right now i cant even stay in mine because marissas borrowing it while she gets her life back on the line.

anyway, i turned my head to see him mesmerised in some trance by the tv.

"Hi." i whispered. startled, he turned to look at me.

"oh hey." he leaned down in kissed me lightly. i opened my mouth to ask what time it was, when the doorbell rang.i frowned slightly.

"are we expecting someone?"i asked.

"not that i know of..." we both slipped out of bed and walked to the door. when i opened it, there stood a 30 something year old man with jet black hair, grey eyes, and a scar that traveled down his left cheek. for some reason, he seemed familiar.

"Hello...im looking for a casey acosta...does he live here or what?" the man asked.

"thats me. can i help you?" casey asked.

"ah yes... my name is lawrence cantel... im supposed to preform a speech in front of your college class that you attend. but something happened to my hotel reservations. your teacher said that you volunteered to let me stay here for a few days... just for a few days...until they find a spot for me in the hotel..." i gave casey the 'you-did-what' look, and the look in his eyes told me that he hadn't been paying attention when he'd agreed to this.

"Come on in." casey said, darting his eyes behind him. luckily, yesterday id taken the liberty to clean the apartment. i walked back in our room to change into a new pair of clothes and go to work. i grabbed a pair of torn black skinny jeans, a tight grey tshirt, and my black high tops. i took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, got dressed and grabbed a smoothie from the fridge to take with me to work.

i walked into the living room where casey and lawrence were, and said,

"case im going to work for a while do you mind if i take the car?"

"um...sure..yeah i guess so."

"k thanks!" i quickly kissed him and started to head for the door but he grabbed my wrist and asked,

"what time will you be home?"

"i have no clue...sometime later tonight probably." he gave me that look. he hated when i worked to late.

"ill be fine. its what? 12:00? i got enough sleep last night. i wont be able to get overstressed today ok?" i kissed him lightly on the lips and when i pulled away he said,

"dont work way too late k? ill call you later." oh right my phone!

"hold on i forgot my phone." i searched everywhere: the kitchen, the nightstand, my bedroom, my bed, the bathroom...everywhere...but i couldnt find it.

"Casey! do you know where my phone is?" i asked as i entered the living room.

"Is this it?" lawrence asked holding up my green phone.

"yes. thanks." i said with a slight glare.

"i didnt catch your name..."

"i never said it...i wouldnt expect you to know it." i retorted.

"harsh." he said shaking his head.

"this is my girlfriend, sammy keyes." casey put in.

"ahhhh...sammy keyes eh? the one whos always solving cases and in the newspaper? ive read about you," he said smirking.

"the one and only" casey replied.

"i have to go." i said picking up my phone off of the coffee table.

"see you guys later." i said, keeping a suspicious eye on our mysterious guest. i was very suspicious of lawrence. and with good reason too.