It was Adam. Rolling my eyes, I asked, "What do you want?" "What's going on? Why haven't you checked in yet?" "Oh relax," I said. "I found her but haven't had a chance to talk with her yet. I'm where she works, waiting for her to go on break." "Have you found out anything at all? Vince wants to know these things." "She's a boring bookworm with no sense of style. That's all I've got for now." He laughed. "Are you serious?" "About what? That I haven't gotten much yet or that she's boring?" "That she's a bookworm. That's hilarious. Is she dangerous in any way?" "Only if you want to get a better grade than her in class." "Well, maybe this will be easier than Vince thought. Call me back after you talk to her." "I can't wait," I said and ended the call. I grabbed a book from my backpack. I had snuck the book when I was in the library trying to talk to Alexis there. I had sat next to her, planning to start a conversation when she looked up at me, but she never did. What was with her? How could anyone be so obsessed with studying?
