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friends, since being Logan’s friend appears to be a good thing. “So, he’s quite popular around here, huh?”
    “Are you kidding?” another girl says. Her perfect brown curls suggest she woke up even earlier than I did. “He’s a legend! I mean, at every res gathering we’ve been to since we got here, at least one person has said, ‘You’ve heard of Logan, right?’ So yeah. He’s a Smuts legend.”
    Smuts. The men’s residence on Upper Campus. If I’d got into res as part of Perfect Freshman Year Plan A, I’d know all about Logan the Legend. “So … you’re all in res?” I try to rein in my sad puppy voice, but I may as well paint Feeling So Left Out Right Now across my forehead.
    “Yes,” says Golden Blonde Girl. “Courtney and I are in Graça Machel, and Charlotte and Amber are in Fuller. Oh, and I’m Allegra, by the way.” She holds her hand out to me, that beaming smile never leaving her glossy lips.
    “Allegra?” My musician brain goes straight to the word allegro , and I wonder if the name Allegra means the same thing. The girl attached to it certainly fits the word ‘lively.’
    “Yes. And you are?”
    “Livi,” I say, taking her hand.
    “You’re in our faculty, right?” says Curly Brunette Girl. Charlotte , I remind myself. Charlotte, Charlotte, Charlotte . The other two names have already flown from my brain, but if I remember nothing else from today, I will remember the names Allegra and Charlotte. “I remember seeing you in the library during the campus tour,” Charlotte continues. “I was admiring your shoes.”
    “They’re incredible,” one of the other two girls says. “I’m so jealous.”
    “Thanks,” I say, remembering a second later to push my shoulders back in a confident pose and flick my hair over one shoulder. “When I saw them, I knew they’d go perfectly with this dress.”
    “You were so right,” Allegra says, nodding. “Anyway, we were just on our way back to Beattie Building for the next orientation thing. You should sit with us.”
    “Oh, yeah, okay.” I try to play it cool as the five of us head back to the Commerce Faculty side of campus, but inside I’m jumping up and down shouting, Yes!
    “So if you were at school with Logan, then you’re also from Durban, right?” Charlotte asks. “Were you in the same year as him?”
    “Yes. I took a gap year last year,” I explain. “I was an au pair in Germany.”
    “That is so exotic,” Allegra says. “Did you meet any hot foreign guys?”
    “Well, there was this one particular guy.” The smile I give them is loaded with meaning. “He was kind of … German nobility.”
    “Oh. My. Gucci.” Allegra stops and takes hold of my arm. “You have to tell us everything .”

    From: Alivia Howard
    Sent: Wed 12 Feb, 10:56 pm
    To: Carl
    Subject: Dear Carl

    I know you’re never going to see this, but I thought I should tell the virtual version of you that you helped me make friends today. Yip. You were an ass and you broke my heart, but it’s all good because I wound up at the university I really wanted to go to, and the girls I met today LOVED hearing about our secret romance. So thanks for that. Also, I don’t think I told you this in person when I had the chance, but … you should really go jump in a lake.
    ___________________________________

Music. A gentle, soothing melody. It pulls me slowly from the depths of sleep, coaxing my eyes open with its warm, comforting tones. My bedroom is aglow with midmorning light, reminding me that it’s Saturday and I can stay in bed all day if I want to. I roll onto my back and close my eyes as the last cobwebs of sleep disappear and my brain finally recognises the music. One of my favourite piano pieces, Beethoven’s Sonata Pathétique , second movement. Adam—fellow musician geek—must have put it on.
    I lie in bed a while longer as the sun’s warmth tangles itself around the melody. Swirls of imaginary colour