Then, he got the call.It was his mother. The message was essentially this: Heather, who was now eighteen, had been accepted to the University. She had...always been a good student, and was eager to go. The problem was money – they were strapped for cash at the moment, and really couldn't afford the full cost of tuition and residence in the dormitories, even with Heather's healthy scholarship. But, said his mother (and he saw it coming before she said it), if Heather could stay in the apartment. My friend Dave and I always hung out together when we were not in school. We went to different schools, even though we were the same age of 16. One day I was over at Dave’s house and we were in the basement. His basement was rather large; there were a couple of rooms as well as a workshop and storage rooms. One of the rooms was nicknamed The Boys' Room as Dave’s bothers used to have their bedroom down there, but they had all grown up and moved out at the time of this story. We were hanging out. ”Hailey cleared her throat. Phil thought she was rebuking him for not doing the same thing they’d accused his teammate of doing. Then he saw her gesturing at Katelyn with her eyes.“Well, you’re up, Katie,” Phil said, putting his hand on her shoulder. “I’m glad you wore sneakers.”“You said it’s co-ed,” Katelyn said. “You’ll need a guy.”“It doesn’t have to be,” Jackie said, eying the obviously athletic black woman. “We have to have at least two women but we can have three. Have you. It was black.He sputtered, "What... why did you... how could you...?" What?" she wanted to know. "You don't like my new look? Sorry, pansy.But Maurice likes me this way. And you already know he's my Man." No... I... you... he..." You thought I called you to come here because you and me were maybegetting back together? Did I make it sound that way? Oh, guess I did."She chuckled triumphantly. "Well, I didn't want your trip to becompletely for nothing, so I got you a date of your own." .