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and would obviously do or say just about anything to make that happen.
He hesitated for a second. "I don’t guess it would hurt, but you should know that I have three or four other jobs in front of you. I might be a few weeks."
"That's fine," I said. I was shaking from nerves, and could not believe that I was actually about to make plans to go to his house.
"I'll text my address to this number when we hang up," he said. "You can come by at five o'clock this afternoon. I only have about fifteen minutes to talk to you, so don’t be late."
"Are you sure it's okay?"
"Yeah, it's fine."
I thanked him and we hung up. I couldn't believe it was actually happening. I looked at Megan who was no longer peering through the hole but looking at me. I walked back over to the wall.
Chapter 8
"What happened?" she whispered with wide eyes.
Now here's the part where I played a little mental tug of war. Should I tell her the whole truth about our conversation and risk her wanting to come with me when I go over there? It wasn't that I was above lying, it's that I couldn't decide whether or not I wanted her over there with me. Part of me wanted her with me in case they really turned out to be pirates and I suddenly find myself in a predicament, but the other part knew that Megan was strikingly beautiful and would likely be the one to catch his attention if we both went over there. All of this went through my head as I made my way back over toward the wall.
"What happened?" she repeated. I had heard her the first time but just couldn't decide what I was going to tell her. I felt too rushed to think of a good lie, so I went for the truth.
"He's showing me some furniture pieces at five o'clock," I said. My expression made it clear that even I didn't believe it. Her eyes were already huge, but they widened, looking like they might pop out of her head at any second.
Just then, a text came through on my phone. I was glad I'd told her the truth, because when I looked down at it and saw that it was Drake, I couldn't contain the smile that spread across my face. There was nothing there besides his address—just the street name and number, but I still smiled at the sight of it.
"What?" she asked.
"That's him texting me his address."
She shook her head and stared at me with that same disbelieving grin. "I can't believe you're really going through with it," she said. "Do you want me to go with you?"
And there it was—the million-dollar question. I could say yes and have the beautiful Megan with me when I went over there or I could say no and be awkward with my friend. Clearly, the latter won out.
"I think I got it," I said. "Thank you though."
"Are you scared?" she whispered.
I shrugged. I was scared, but probably not for the reasons she was thinking or for the reasons I should be. "Not really," I said, knowing that was the easiest answer. I stooped down to peer through the hole again. "I wish this thing wasn't so close to the ground," I said, grunting quietly with the effort.
She giggled. "If it was easier to see through, they'd probably notice it was there." I focused for a few seconds on the backyard, but couldn't see any movement. There was quite a bit of yard out of my line of vision, and I wasn't going to sit there and wait for him to reappear. I would see him up close in a few short hours anyway.
I stood up and dusted off my shorts. Either out of guilt or simply wanting to fill the silence, I almost invited Megan to come with me, but I made the choice to keep my mouth shut and go by myself.
I started getting ready at three o'clock since I didn't have anything better to do. I washed, dried, and styled my long wavy hair and put on make up and perfume and all the other good stuff girls do when we're trying to be irresistible. I was going to need all the confidence I could get with someone who looked like Drake. That is, unless of course by some fluke he wasn't nearly as good looking up close as he was from a distance. I
He hesitated for a second. "I don’t guess it would hurt, but you should know that I have three or four other jobs in front of you. I might be a few weeks."
"That's fine," I said. I was shaking from nerves, and could not believe that I was actually about to make plans to go to his house.
"I'll text my address to this number when we hang up," he said. "You can come by at five o'clock this afternoon. I only have about fifteen minutes to talk to you, so don’t be late."
"Are you sure it's okay?"
"Yeah, it's fine."
I thanked him and we hung up. I couldn't believe it was actually happening. I looked at Megan who was no longer peering through the hole but looking at me. I walked back over to the wall.
Chapter 8
"What happened?" she whispered with wide eyes.
Now here's the part where I played a little mental tug of war. Should I tell her the whole truth about our conversation and risk her wanting to come with me when I go over there? It wasn't that I was above lying, it's that I couldn't decide whether or not I wanted her over there with me. Part of me wanted her with me in case they really turned out to be pirates and I suddenly find myself in a predicament, but the other part knew that Megan was strikingly beautiful and would likely be the one to catch his attention if we both went over there. All of this went through my head as I made my way back over toward the wall.
"What happened?" she repeated. I had heard her the first time but just couldn't decide what I was going to tell her. I felt too rushed to think of a good lie, so I went for the truth.
"He's showing me some furniture pieces at five o'clock," I said. My expression made it clear that even I didn't believe it. Her eyes were already huge, but they widened, looking like they might pop out of her head at any second.
Just then, a text came through on my phone. I was glad I'd told her the truth, because when I looked down at it and saw that it was Drake, I couldn't contain the smile that spread across my face. There was nothing there besides his address—just the street name and number, but I still smiled at the sight of it.
"What?" she asked.
"That's him texting me his address."
She shook her head and stared at me with that same disbelieving grin. "I can't believe you're really going through with it," she said. "Do you want me to go with you?"
And there it was—the million-dollar question. I could say yes and have the beautiful Megan with me when I went over there or I could say no and be awkward with my friend. Clearly, the latter won out.
"I think I got it," I said. "Thank you though."
"Are you scared?" she whispered.
I shrugged. I was scared, but probably not for the reasons she was thinking or for the reasons I should be. "Not really," I said, knowing that was the easiest answer. I stooped down to peer through the hole again. "I wish this thing wasn't so close to the ground," I said, grunting quietly with the effort.
She giggled. "If it was easier to see through, they'd probably notice it was there." I focused for a few seconds on the backyard, but couldn't see any movement. There was quite a bit of yard out of my line of vision, and I wasn't going to sit there and wait for him to reappear. I would see him up close in a few short hours anyway.
I stood up and dusted off my shorts. Either out of guilt or simply wanting to fill the silence, I almost invited Megan to come with me, but I made the choice to keep my mouth shut and go by myself.
I started getting ready at three o'clock since I didn't have anything better to do. I washed, dried, and styled my long wavy hair and put on make up and perfume and all the other good stuff girls do when we're trying to be irresistible. I was going to need all the confidence I could get with someone who looked like Drake. That is, unless of course by some fluke he wasn't nearly as good looking up close as he was from a distance. I
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