Chapter 67

The day continues with Mr. Farley directing everyone to their rooms - most are forced to share, just like Rosalyn and Tristan are - but they don't seem to mind. I feel Mr. Farley's home has become a dorm filled with wild college students.  Alfie is the craziest and loudest of them all, running down the hall with random girls on his back. He seems the classic player type when I catch him flirting with one girl and then a half-hour later, he is with a new girl.  "Who's your new roommate?" I ask Stella as we wander down the stairs. I am nearly hit in the face with a football but Stella catches it and deflates it by digging her talons into it. She tosses back the deflated ball with a hiss and the guy seems disappointed but doesn't say anything. "The goth chick, thankfully. I made it clear if she crosses onto my side of the room, I'll rip her blue hair from her head." Stella tells me. "Rosalyn is also asking me to get snacks for tonight. What do I look