•Mom, is it okay for me to go over to Lizzie's for Thanksgiving?•
Sienna Hart.
I lifted my blanket from my body a minute too late and crossed my bedroom to bathroom where I pounded on the door.
"Liz-zie!" I dragged out. "Stop this. I don't read you and Brandon's texts."
"Because I don't hold out on you," Lizzie replied. "And is there a 'you and Jason' now?"
"Of course not," I groaned in annoyance before I heaved out a sigh. "Can I have my phone back now?"
In reply, Lizzie left my polite question unanswered and let out in a teasing tone, "so Jason's nickname for you is Aesthetic? I can't decide if that's cute, weird or adorable. It's all three!"
I felt my cheeks get warmer for some reason. "Cute and adorable are practically the same thing."
Again, I was ignored. "You're making me fe
