Listening to JackChapter 3
Emily’s day was indeed great. In fact, it was almost perfect. Almost. Though, to be honest ... she couldn’t really remember it that well. Emily sort of knew what happened. She remembered driving to school, and dropping her younger brother Todd off at the side entrance. She remembered heading to her classes, hurriedly ditching the headphones in her purse every time she saw her friends, not wanting to look like a complete loser. Wearing the stupid blinking earpieces that her nerd loser...