Flash! Cards.
I have so many things I need to be doing right now. My AP History test is coming up; I need to make flashcards to study. I must pick up a copy of Death in the Afternoon by Ernest Hemmingway for AP English and have it read by Monday. Oh, and Miranda's birthday is coming up… I have no idea what to do for that; maybe I'll ask Alex later about it…Let's see, what else, I flip another page of my daily planner and jot a few more notes down. Calculus and Physics… oh, yeah finished last night before dinner, score! I quickly grab my red pen and mark the two homework assignments off my list.
Chewing on the end of the pen I try to remember anything else I might have forgotten. Drawing a blank I shrug and pull out my history book from my bag- oh crap, where are my flashcards?
Frowning, I stand up and begin walking to her room. Alex was the last one with them, I remember she said her and Harper were working on a science project or something and needed them to plan their presentation. It makes so angry when she doesn't put them back in their established place. I keep my flashcards right inside my desk drawer right next to my calculator.
"Alex!" I knock on the door, "Alex, I'm coming in." I turn the knob, ready with my peeved face and crinkled brow, so now hopefully Alex will get the message and won't trick me into paying her ten dollars again, or something worse.
"Alex, where are my-"
I freeze, heart hammering in my chest.
Alex is on the bed, ohmygod, Harper is laying on top of her and they are-
"Justin, get out!"
"I'm sorry- I- oh- flashcards! Oh!" I quickly turn around and slam the bedroom door behind me. My mouth is dry and my cheeks are hot red with embarrassment. Alex and… Alex and… I thought Harper had a crush on me?