Quinn's pov

I zip my leather bag, I turn to find four pair of eyes staring at me.

"What!" I bark.

"You just have this goofy look on your face." Lee notes.

"And you have this moronic look of a face, so?" I state back.

"You are hopeless." Lee throws his hand.

"We are heading to Cole's Café, do you want to come?" Jermaine asks.

I hate the place, it is too overcrowded. The only thing I find tolerable is their coffee and the owner. I became acquitted with Cole in my freshman year. As the rest of my peer partied and lived their youths. I would spend my weekends...