My Father's Best Friend novel Chapter 13

The day would have been wonderful...

If it were not for her ex-boyfriend-slash-professor who decided to confess his love after the graduation, add to that Lance's interruption and his quick brain, and all her hopes for a wonderful day blew like a nuclear bomb during a silent war.

She opened her condominium unit door and got in, slamming the white door behind her.

Andrea's condo had been a gift from her parents by the time she turned sixteen. Her place had been the envy of her college friends for its modern yet feminine design, huge space and of course, her window wall that shows the impeccable LA skyline. But the view does not interest her nor gives her any comfort whatsoever, she needed an alone time in a dimly lit room with a carton of ice cream.

She trudged towards the blinds remote on top of her coffee table and pushed the red button to close it.

After that, she made her way to the kitchen, kicking off the shoes she was wearing not caring wherever it may go, and searched for an ice cream carton and a spoon. Just as she was about to open the fridge, her telephone shrilled, a very unusual thing to happen considering the fact that she's more reachable through her phone but she did not even think of the unusualness, she was not in the mood to even think for a second and made the three steps towards her wireless telephone.

"Yep?" she answered, hearing some rock music from the other side.

"Party at nine. Zeta Delta Phi. Be there," Victoria said, urgently.

Andrea took her ice cream and made her way to her white couch, "Not coming,"

"What?" Victoria said in disbelief and Andrea could picture her jaw dropping to the floor.

As much as Andrea was the summa cum laude of their batch, she's not the one to turn down offers to party. Sometimes she even hosts one.