I run up the two flights of stairs and run into my room. Closing the door behind me, I plop onto my bed. My hands trace the necklace and I flash back to our kiss. A thought hits me, none of them noticed the necklace. Maybe that is why Amber looked at my weird. I am going to have to lie my way out of this one. I groan in anger. How is this ever going to work? I push the thoughts out. I’ll save that for tomorrow. I close my eyes and Chris’s face appears. His face stays there when I fall asleep and in my dreams.