Avery's POV

After standing in the restaurant for what felt like hours, I finally let out a long sigh and sat on one of the chairs.

I took my hand up to my hair, still not wanting to go to the dorms.

I wanted peace and silence, and being alone is the only way to get it.

"I get it," an olive-skinned girl said as she walked towards where I sat.

"What?" I asked, confused. I turned to look around her and also from where he was walking from to see if there was anyone around.

"I totally get it," she repeated. I rolled my eyes; maybe she was just...