For the next couple of weeks, Danielle continued to be unresponsive to any of Alex's texts when she needed her the most (she still hadn't found her key). Danielle would answer with the same nonchalant tone and attitude when confronted and this would upset Alex every single time. Not because Danny would do it, but because of the way she would say it and the fact that she would act as if it never happened and continue to not respond. Alex couldn't figure it out, but in the meanwhile, she waited for the facilities of the college to change the locks of the door and give Alex, Danny and Amber a new key. Only until then, she would be content. When Alex couldn't take it anymore, she stopped texting and calling Danny and she made the decision to not talk to her unless she had something extremely important to say. Needless to say, Alex was furious at her so-called best friend. She didn't know what to do or how to handle it. The same question would enter her mind over and over again, and she could never answer it. 'Why is she doing this?'

Alex sighed as her foot landed on the concrete step in front of Andrew's residence at the college owned townhouses. She knocked once and almost a second later, Andrew pulled open the door with a disheveled hair style and only wearing a pair of Xbox pajama pants that Alex bought him for his birthday the week before.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Alex teased. Andrew gave her a lop-sided grin and replied,

"A dream, but you're better than that." Alex let out a laugh and walked inside, still flattered by his constant compliments. She took off her shoes inside the closet and followed Andrew to the kitchen where he began to make a bowl of Peanut Butter Captain Crunch.

"And what do I owe this pleasure, Mademoiselle?" Andrew asked with a French accent on the last word, after pouring the milk in his bowl. Alex shrugged and answered,

"Just wanted to hang out, that's all." Andrew gave her a knowing stare.

"You got locked out again, didn't you?"

"Yeah..."