Then I turned and saw Melissa standing in her yard. Her mother was out as well, tending to the rose bush in their front yard. I smiled and walked over, but Melissa did not look happy to see me.
She stalked over until she was right in front of me and whispered angrily, "I thought you were going to come back over last night."
What the f**k is she talking about? I wondered. Is this supposed to be some kind of game? I just don't get it. I opened my mouth to speak, and then her mother turned and gave me a sly smile. My mouth snapped shut when I realized what must have happened. I thought quickly.
"I'm sorry, Melissa," I whispered. "I thought you were going to call to let me know when to come over. I guess I was just a lot more tired than I thought. I fell asleep. When I woke up this morning,
