The morning of the fifth day came and as the students were busy walking up and about the school yard, Blake was seated in her car waiting for Arthur to show up; heart racing and palms sweating as she was anxious to tell him about the awful thing that happened during her date, dinner, whatever it was with Jackson, continuing to beat herself up inside over the disastrous way in which Alexander not only discovered that she lied to him but that she lied to him to hang out with another boy.
Minutes waiting, Arthur soon arrived and after he parked his bike by the rack, he spotted her car and went and joined her inside it.
"Good morning,” he greeted.
"Hey," Blake nervily responded as her heart was now racing even more than it was before.
"So, did you tell him?”
“Um . . . No.”
“Dude! That wa
