Chapter 10
Not like Peter, who can get pissy when he’s trying to concentrate on homework or a difficult piece of music. Or Mark, who laughs at everything Jamie says, because it’s all fun and games to him. Or Seth, who told him once he always opened his mouth and let the words tumble out without even thinking about them. That hurt.
Thinking about it, Jamie wasn’t so sure he could call those guys his friends. College buddies, maybe, and years from now, he might look back on their antics and laugh. But right now, he doesn’t want to talk to any of them except Thad.
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Jamie met Peter in band class, before he even knew they shared a hall. Well, afterband class, to be precise—he was heading back to his dorm and noticed the flutist in front of him the whole way. Peter kept to himself, a quiet sort of guy, his head down as he walked. But when Jamie realized they were both heading for the freshmen dormitories, he called out, “Hey!”