Chapter Ten

Paul

When we got to the college I walked Grace to her room. There were thousands of doors, and hallways, and people. I remember those days when I was in college. I'm glad that was about ten years ago though. When we found Grace's dorm she said she could take it from here.

"Ok if you insist." I said.

"Thank you Paul, I sure do appreciate it." She hugged me and then grabbed her box off the ground.

"Bye Grace, I'll keep an eye out for Sam, he's really going to have a tough time."

"I know I wish I could do something but he really wanted me to go."

"I understand, bye." I said before I started walking down the hallway.

"Bye." She yelled. I got in my car and started a long journey home.

Grace

I opened the door and saw a girl unpacking some boxes.

"Hi," the girl yelled over the radio. "Sorry music relaxes me."

"Oh, that's ok I love music too." She was listening to "All I Want for Christmas is You" by Maria Carey. "Hi, I'm Grace."

"Oh, excuse my horrible manners, I'm Rebecca." She said as she turned down the radio, I know its past Christmas but she has such beautiful solo parts and the melody, oh the melody is wonderful.

"She sounds like someone Sam would like," I said under my breath, "I got told I only had one roommate did you get told that too?" I said louder.

"Yes I did too, but you never know they can always squeeze people in empty spots."

"Are you from Minnesota?" she asked. "Sorry to be starting us off weird but I have been studying wolves for who knows how long and those scars look like a wolf had bitten you, and everyone up here in New England starting flipping out because they didn't want to get bit too."

"Yes I am, and yes I did get bit, I was very little though."

"I'm so sorry." She did look sorry so I knew that we would be good friends because people who are kind to people like this become friends. "Do you want me to help you unpack? I'm pretty much done," she asked.

"If you want." She grabbed one of my boxes and laid it gently on my bed. The first thing she took out of the box was a picture of Sam.

"Ooh, who is this?"

"That's my boyfriend, Sam."

"The Sam, Samuel K. Roth?"

"Yes, how do you know him?"

"My parents said that it was drastic what happened, so when I got a little older from when it happened, they showed a newspaper that told about his parents and how that someone adopted him." She said, I sighed trying to think how Sam's life changed so much after the incident with his parents. "Also," she added, "there were pictures everywhere and I recognized his eyes."

"Everyone does." I said with a chuckle. She looked at me and laughed too. That night I stared at Sam's picture.

"You sure do love him, don't you?" Rebecca whispered.

"Yes I do, you know you don't have to whisper right?"

"Oh, sorry force of habit I guess." She smiled at me, and I realized something hadn't all day.

"Hey you have braces."

"Yes I do," she sighed, "Are they really that noticeable?"

"No," I said hurriedly, "I just noticed them now."

"Oh," she sighed. "Well I'm tired and we have to start school tomorrow so, night."

"Night, I have to make a quick call then I'll sleep."

"Who's it too, Sam?" she asked, "Not to be weird."

"Ya let's just hope he picks up. I'll put it on speaker." I dialed the house number knowing that someone would pick it up.

"Hello," a whole bunch of voices yelled through the speaker.

"Hey," I said. Paul spoke up,

"Sam, Grace is on the phone."

"Hi Paul." I said.

"Hi Grace how is college?"

"Oh it's just wonderful, I only have one roommate, and her name is Rebecca." Rebecca hopped onto my bed and talked into the phone.

"Hi everyone, I'm Rebecca, as Grace just advertised." We both laughed and waited for a response.

"Cool," Cole's voice buzzed my phone.

"Oh my gosh," Rebecca's voice so happy. "It's Cole St. Clair. I would recognize his voice anywhere."

"I know," Cole said, "I'm awesome."

"He's mine," Isabel yelled in the background.

"Well your probably tired so, good night Grace good morning to all of us." Oh, time zone change I forgot.

"Sorry guys," I said.

"That's ok bye."

"Bye." I closed the phone, wishing that someone could have gotten Sam so I could say good morning to him.

"Wow, you have a family don't you?" Rebecca asked.

"Well we aren't related but he lives with us."

"Fascinating, I'm going to bed, night."

"Goodnight." I laid my head on my pillow and shed a tear, I really wanted Sam and I knew he wanted me too.