i looked out the window as i settled in bed, was that
a.. shooting star?
no, nope, it definitely wasn't. it was a rock flying towards my window.
what the hell?
i rushed over to my window, my heart pounding. i slowly opened it, and looked down.
"banks?" i spat.
"hey.." he said.
"what do you want, cake eater?" i huffed.
"listen, just let me up to your room," he ran his fingers through his hair.
"what!? no. i'm not letting you up here," i sputtered.
i ended up throwing my bedsheets down and letting him in.
"now, what do you want?" i huffed, crossing my arms against my chest.
"just hear me out, alright?" he said.
"whatever," i rolled my eyes motioned for him to go on. we stood in the middle of my room, not even 4 inches away from each other. i was glaring at him, and he was flushed a red color, from what i could see in the dark, the moonlight shining on him, his blue eyes twinkl-
"elizabeth? are you listening?" he said, as i jumped, unfortunately closer to him.
"i am SO sorry.." i said, embarrassed.
"wow..." adam said, staring into my eyes.
"okay, back up banksie," i pushed him away. "now what were you saying?"
"i-i-i was saying that i'm sorry. i'm sorry for being a jerk to you guys, you don't deserve it," he said, sincerely.
"wow, thanks adam. i forgive you, but i'm not sure if my team will. give it time, i suppose? i've got a plan revolving you, also," i smirked.
"what kind of plan?" he asked.
"you'll find out soon enough," i said.
"okay.. well it is 12:00.. so, i'm gonna head home," banks said, looking to my clock.
"alright. i'll see you soon," i called opening my window for him, "more soon then you'll know," i whispered, smirking.
"bye! and by the way, i'm still better than you at this," banks smirked and slid down my bedsheets.
"no you aren't!" i yelled and slammed my window shut.
not again.
time skip>
i hung out with connie and tammy at connie's house, waiting for my dad to say something about practice
finally, we got a call. dad said to meet him at the mall with our rollerblades. lovely.
connie's mom drove us to the mall.
"thank you mrs moreau!" tammy and i called and we skated to find dad.
"yeah, thanks mom!" connie said, and followed tammy and i.
