" s**t, what do I say, Flex ? What do I do ?" I asked and looked at him. He was pulling his car into his driveway , but his eyes were on my yard. Who have no doubt two very angry looking parents, right now. " Dont talk , let them rant and see what time they said they realized you are missing. If they say anything past half 7, tell them we have arranged to go for a morning walk around the lakes as part of a joint school project we're partners in. Just say telling them slipped your mind " . I look at him bizarrely. " And what if it was before half seven ?" He shrugs. " Be like every other teen at some point and get busted for going to a party. Keep it low key, Sara's house or something for a slumber party. I saw you on the way home and picked you up. "
" And what about you ?" He smirks a
