Then I’m failing to see the issue here
Me
The issue is that I’ll be kissing you
Zayne
And that’s an issue because…?
Me
Because.
Because it will make Carlton mad
Zayne
It’s a play, Dot. We’re acting. I think he’ll understand.
I force myself to study on Sunday. With my open textbooks sprawled out on my bed, I try to decide which subject will be the least boring to start with. I need to at least try if I’m going to get accepted into one of the schools I claim I so badly want to attend.
I glance at my script, peeking out from my Econ textbook.Practicing for the play sounds like so much more fun than this.
But no. I need to focus. I bite my lip.
Or…I could text Zayne. It’s not fair that he got the last word on Friday, after all.
Me
Whatcha doing?
It only takes him a few minutes to respond, not that I’m counting or anything.
Zayne
Just got home from church. You?
Me
Hey! Same!
Zayne
Can I help you with something, Dot?
Me
Upon further reflection, I think I’m okay with the scene
Zayne
What a relief.
I can practically hear the sarcasm in his message, but he needs to understand hownothung up I am on kissing him.
Me
Because it will mean nothing.
