Figuring she needed some help, Jennifer called Christine, her friend on the cheer-leading team. She reached for her cellphone (at least she could find THAT this morning) and placed the call.
"Jen?" came a voice from the far end.
"Chris, I need you to come over, right now."
"What, at home? Why?"
"I can't explain over the phone. Just get here as quick as you can. Please?"
Christine hesitated slightly before answering. "Fine. I was about to leave for class, but Sanders' lessons are dead boring anyway. See you in a bit."
Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang. Jennifer had covered herself with a dressing gown as best she could, and went to open the door.