Since my syrup trick with Easton backfired, I need to think of a new trick and quick. I walked around my room, my cell phone on speaker as Jessie gave me ideas. Easton was out, although it was 10:30 PM, not that it was late for the bad boy. We do have school tomorrow, though.
"You could always go into his room at night and put his hand in warm water." I contemplated that idea for a moment. I immediately discarded it along with several others because of the main flaw- that meant I had to enter his room. Not only was I deathly afraid of heights, I was also not too fond of the idea of entering his room when he was in there- not that I'd enter when he wasn't in there.
"No, that requires me entering his room when he was alseep." I excused. Jessie knew about my fear of heights.
"Well, you can
