“You know I got you!” Chelsea replied, smiling. “Text me when you get home!”

            Jamie nodded, then began pushing her way through the hordes of gyrating teens. She checked her watch again. It was now 11:35pm, and she only had ten minutes until the bus came. Most of the time it was a few minutes late, but she liked to give herself a little bit of a cushion. Besides, the stop was halfway across campus. As she walked out of the heavy wooden doors, she felt the cold air hit her stiffly. There was no breeze, just a feeling of chill. She pulled a thick, pea soup-colored scarf out of her purse, and wrapped it around her neck tightly. It would have to compensat...

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