I had random.org select a page for me and it decided on 147.
“Drew.” I turn to him mock-stern. “You’re going to sit on the toilet. If we crop it well, you’ll look like you’re sitting at a fancy French restaurant.”
“Jesse,” he says right back. “You’re going to get in the fountain. If we frame it right, it’ll look like an Olympic pool.”
We lean against each other in hysterics, eyes watering.
Tyler was still holding my hand. He hadn’t let go of it the entire ride home. “What if we just stay here?” he asked, staring up at the house. The sky had gone dark, the moon just visible above the trees, a spattering of stars beyond it.
“In the driveway?” I laughed.
“In this car. We could order pizza, tip the seats back, and sleep. Skip school tomorrow and listen to every CD in my glove compartment. Get Chinese food and have my little brother drop off some clothes. We’d only go inside to use the bathroom and the phone.”
Morning everyone!! throws glitter