Emily POV
After discussing it morally with myself, I end up pressing it adding weight to my shoulders.
"Now what do I do?" I ask looking useless with this social networking thing.
Jordan grabs my phone without any permission and goes into some sort of message tray. He shows me the banner at the top and I read in the white text the phrase: "Active yesterday."
"Hasn't logged in since yesterday."
Okay yes, now that worries me.
"Could something have happened to him? Should I dial him?"
"Dial him before you make hasty assumptions."
"Okay, you're right" With my hand shaking from the rush, I open the panel of my phone and look for Nathan's contact. Without a second's hesitation I tap him but as I bring the phone to my ear the first thing that rings are voicemail: "It goes to voicemail."
"A friend? His parents? Dial someone else."
"I'm going to dial Michael, he's her best friend."
"Then come on."
