We didn’t have to sneak.
As we were going up the stairs, my parents finished eating. I heard them put their dishes in the sink, and as we came to the top of the stairs, they moved past us. My dad went into his office. My mom went to their bedroom. I saw each of their backs disappear into the different rooms, and then Ryan and I headed out the door.
I locked it behind me.
Holding my phone as we drove, I was sure it’d buzz any second. My parents would remember me. They’d want to know where I was.
It hadn’t moved by the time Ryan parked in his driveway, and with a sigh, I slipped it into my book bag.
Ryan eyed me as he rounded the front, waiting for me. “I’ll give the guys a call and find out if we already have homework for tomorrow.”
I nodded. There was a storm battling the icy cold nu
