Kelsey held up her caddy and robe.
“I’m sorry,” she said, “I’ve got to get out of these wet clothes.”
“Of course,” Ashley said. “I didn’t mean to slow you up.”
Kelsey smiled at her. “You didn’t. I’ll be right back.” Kelsey walked out of the room and down the hall to shower. When she returned, Ashley and Jessica were laughing.
“I cannot believe they said that to you!” Jessica said to Ashley.
“It was like I hadn’t bought a ticket. I called Daddy and said, that’s it! That’s the last time I fly commercial!”
“Nice to have that choice,” Jessica said in awe.
“I didn’t.” Ashley grinned. “Daddy said I couldn’t use the company plane for private use. But he did let me fly to Seattle in first class.”
“Nice,” Jessica said. She looked at Kelsey. “Ashley wants to join us for dinner.”
“Of course,” Kelsey said, putting her wet shower caddy on the floor. She opened the dresser and pulled out jeans and a pink sweater.
“I never thought I’d see you wear pink,” Jessica said.
“My mom bought it for me.” Kelsey shrugged.
“Did you two go to school together?” Ashley asked.
“No, we just met in person yesterday. But we’ve been Skyping all summer,” Jessica replied, as Kelsey put on her jeans and pulled the sweater over her head. “I only saw her wear blue and green online.” Kelsey looked in the mirror and picked up her brush.
“Let me get dressed,” Jessica said, taking off her robe. She walked past Ashley and took a folded dress out of the dresser. “A closet would have been nice,” she said.
“They have those little hooks on the back of the door,” Ashley said, pointing. Kelsey untangled her wet hair and let it hang over her shoulders.
“We have time if you want to blow-dry,” Ashley said to Kelsey.
“She doesn’t even wear makeup,” Jessica said to Ashley. “These Seattle girls are all natural.” Jessica pretended to shiver.
“That explains it,” Ashley said. “I was wondering why everyone looked so different here.”
“I have makeup,” Kelsey said, amused.
“From 2012. Unused,” Jessica said. She had slipped on the dress and was fingering her soft curls in the mirror. “Not that you need it.”
“So you’re from Seattle, Kelsey?” Ashley asked.
“Port Townsend. It’s a small town a couple hours away.”
“Did you go to college there?”
“Nope. In Portland, Oregon,” Kelsey replied. She took a lip balm off of the top of her dresser and put it in the pocket of her jeans. “Got your fleece, Jess?”
“Let me go get mine,” Ashley said. She stood up and walked out of the room. Kelsey and Jessica put on their jackets as Ashley arrived in a red Patagonia fleece jacket.
“If you’re from Texas, how did you know to buy a fleece?” Jessica asked.
“One of Mommy’s bridge players is from up here. She said I’d need one.”
“I should have done more research,” Jessica said. “Time to eat!”
“We really need to get you some granola bars, like Dylan said,” Kelsey said as they walked across the quad. “You’re always starving.”
“It’s the cold and wet. My body feels like it’s fighting against the elements,” Jessica replied. “Speaking of which, did you ask Dylan to join us?”
“You want me to assist in the seduction?” Kelsey teased.
“It’s slim pickings around here, Kels. I’m going for what I can.”
“Who’s Dylan?” Ashley asked.
“Kelsey’s hottie college friend. He lives on the floor below us.”
“The skinny guy, with the manly roommate?”
“Isn’t Dylan’s roommate that loud jerk?” Jessica said to Kelsey. “He’s in my small group too.”
“Brown hair, muscular?” Ashley asked.
“Yeah, I think that describes the jerk,” Jessica giggled. “Why do you like him?”
Ashley shrugged. “I think he’s kind of cute.”
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