Nyctophilia

Twenty-Nine.

Lilly hasn't come over to my house in a few weeks. I've tried calling her, but she doesn't answer. She hasn't been coming to school as much, either; she'll go for one day then skip for two.

Only two of her friends, other than me, have stuck with her: Oliver; he has dark brown hair and bright green eyes, and he sort of has this 'I-don't-care' air about him. I've hung out with him and Lilly once before, and he's actually pretty cool. Then there's Faye; she also has dark brown hair, but hazel eyes and freckles. They're both nice, but I can't see myself hanging out with them outside of having a mutual friend.

But back to the problem--Lilly hasn't come over in weeks. And I thought I was getting better at this whole rock thing.