Ch 4
The phone rang and I picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Rory?"
"Oh, hey Lane. What's up?" I asked, sitting in a chair in the living room.
"My mom wants to take me shopping."
"What? Your mom hates shopping. Why?"
"Prom. She wants to buy my dress for Prom."
"Oh, no. Hope you don't get stuck with anything too bad."
"Oh, I won't. Not if...well, see I have this theory"
"Oh, don't make me come with you!"
"Not, with me, per say. Just, show up at the mall. With your mom. You guys can just coincidentally show up, and then my mom won't be so strict? It might work. I hope. Please?"
"I don't know...but I'll ask my mom, okay?"
"Thank you! I have to go, my mom's coming" Click.
Fun...Prom shopping with Ms. Kim.
At least it'll help out Lane.
I looked up as my mom cam through the dor, fresh coffee and donuts from Luke's in her hands.
"Hey Mom! Lane just called." I said, taking my coffee and a donut and sitting down. "Ms. Kim is taking her to the mall to shop for her Prom dress"
"Oh, no"
"I know, see, that's exactly what I said. So she wants us to come, but not tell Ms. Kim. Like, just bump into them at the mall. And since I don't have my dress yet, I was hoping we could go."
"Yeah, that sounds good. See when she's going, okay, hon?"
"Alright." She kissed my forehead.
"Something wrong, Ror? You've been spacy lately."
Shoot..."No, nothing's wrong, just thinking."
"You know, sometimes you think too much."
You think too much. I thought of the last person who said that to me.
I sighed and went upstairs to bed.