"You're supposed to be doing homework," Ernie points out, gesturing toward their pile of combined notes. "Remember?"
Justin only shrugs, turning a page in his book. Whatever he's reading, it certainly doesn't look magical, let alone like something that should hold anyone's attention so much.
"Justin?"
"Shh. Becky is about to find out about Amy."
Ernie blinks in confusion. Becky? Amy? The names mean nothing to him.
"Sprout's essay is due tomorrow and- Are you listening?"
Of course he isn't. Justin never does when he loses himself in his old books. Some laugh at him for it. Ernie thinks it's cute the way he tries to balance out both worlds.
Leaning in, he kisses Justin's cheek. "I'll do your essay for you on one condition."
"What's that?"
"You let me borrow Tim Bower when you're done."
Justin looks up, eyes twinkling. "Tom Sawyer," he corrects with a smile. "Deal."