'Where is he?' She sat on the bed in her old room. Stevie allowed for a full week to go by before she decided to go home and readjust.
It seemed as if everyone-Stef, Carlo, and Tracy visited or called to check on her every single day of the week. Even Kacey came by, though it was every other day for her. Stevie had seen Kacey more than anyone. And while their friendship was slowly and steadily trying to heal, and admittedly, she was glad to see her, but...Maverick....where was he?
She stood up from her bed, grabbing the last bag before looking around her room and then leaving. Stevie was walking down the hallway leading to the foyer.
"You sure, we can't convince you to stay for a little longer?" She heard her father say from behind her.
Stevie turned around with a small look of amusem
