CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
I successfully sneaked back inside and dropped on my bed, right after shaking my curls free from the band. However I could not stop thinking about Ian. He was nothing like the typical popular, rich jocks I was used to seeing back in Brooklyn. Usually they would be flaunting their latest quest while winking at the next pretty face to catch their eye. Maybe it was too early to judge but Ian seemed different. Since we met yesterday, he seemed like the calm, collected kind of jock, which was rare, especially for someone that good looking. Hell, he was way more good looking than most internet boy-candies. I probably should not speak too soon until I get to know him. Maybe he was also a typical jock.
“You can’t just sleep an entire day,” The moment I heard mother’s voice a
