Chapter 2

Seth shrugged. “Like school. And getting a

job. And making money. And going to class—”

Tory rolled his eyes and sighed. “Tell you

what. Youfall in love and find someone to rock your world,

then you tell me what’s more important than that. Deal?”

“Money,” Seth said.

Tory groaned. How did he ever get stuck with

a business major for a roommate? The first night they had shared a

room, Seth laughed at him, laughed, when Tory said he was a

music major. What do you plan to do with THAT?Seth had

asked.

Nothing,Tory replied. It was the

truth—he didn’t plan on doing anything with his degree. He was only

here because Jon told him to go to school, and he couldn’t think of

anything else he wanted to study, not really. After four years he’d

graduate and move back home, and he’d be old enough to tell his

parents he was getting married. That’s what he planned to do with

his life—get married and love Jon until the day he died.

Of course, Seth had laughed at that, too.