Jayne walked out of the Dean's office and looked at Alex, who leaned against the wall. She pulled out her phone and checked the texts she had received wihile in the office.<span style="font-style: italic"> Hey, Jayne, I can't wait around for you.  We're leaving. </span>read one from her best friend and ride home. She groaned. She didn't want to walk home. It was hotter than hell, and she lived a good five miles away. She glared at Alex.<br/><br/>"Thanks to you, I missed my ride home." She said. "Do you plan on making up for all the trouble you've caused me?"