The next day, I listened to Coldplay all the way back to Georgia. I fell in and out of sleep with my ear phones in and holding Rose’s hoodie close.

“Where’d you get that?” My mom asked once we got home.
“Oh, Rose left it at the hotel, so I took it.”
She frowned slightly, “Don’t you want to send it back?”
“No.” I answered quickly, pulling it closer to me. My mother laughed.
“Ok, you keep it then.”

After throwing my stuff on my bed, with the exception of Rose’s hoodie, I jumped on the computer; sure enough, she was online.

ColdplayFan08: Hey there pretty girl
PerfectKiss16: Hey yourself =)
ColdplayFan08: I’ll ‘hey’ whoever I want to, cutie =P
PerfectKiss16: haha ok. Whatcha doin?
ColdplayFan08: Oh just listening to music, drinking a pepsi and holding your hoodie.
PerfectKiss16: You’re holding my hoodie???
ColdplayFan08: Well, it’s the closest thing I have to you! Speaking of which, I think you should tell your dad about us so you can come down here…