It wasn’t much of a hole. More like a slope where everybody spread out beach towels and pretended to study. It was a prime spot for other activities, too, judging by the Philly Blunt papers smashed in the dirt.I really messed up last night. Big time. What the hell was I thinking? I kept flashing back to the crazy message I’d left on Pippa’s cell. I was so freaked out, I didn’t have the balls to show up for film class. Not the smartest move, because I was already falling behind. School was background noise. I’d do anything to escape it. But whenever I was stuck at home with Dad, there was no escape. You could never tell what kind of mood he’d be in. And if he was drinking, like usual, I stayed away. Otherwise I’d get blasted with his dark energy.God knows I had enough of my own.Dark energy is this secret force in the universe. Basically, it’s everywhere, pushing stuff deeper into space. Sometimes when Dad was going off and I couldn’t sleep at night, I’d take a walk around the backyard and look up at the sky.
