"Do you and my Dad ever dry-lump?" "Uuuuh."

Jessica Day is a lot of things. Spontaneous. Positive. Quirky! One of those rare morning people. Also, those really happy ones who believe in things like luck and dreams and hope and positive encouragement. And for some reason, she was Heather Mason's flatmate.

Jess is sure it started as a bet, or maybe a science experiment but whatever it is turned into something that she definitely didn't want to throw away. Heather was her best friend in the world, and nothing could ever get away from that. Except for maybe the knock on their apartment door.

"I'M INNER MONOLOGUING! HEATHER, COULDJA GET THAT?"

Silence.

Scrunching her nose up, Jess glanced at the clock. Heather was in class, which meant she was alone, which meant that no, her personal movie would have to wait. Damn. She was in the middle of eating a jar of grape jelly using a Three Musketeers bar, too. Shrugging, the girl headed towards the door, opening it and immediately smacking her lips.

"Where's the package?"