“You’re having a sleepover? And Jessie made these? And you made bucket lists? And hey, I get a fun show at 11 o’clock.” He smirked and I rolled my eyes.
“Yes, yes, yes, and that’s gross.” I muttered, rolling my eyes. “Now it’s my turn for the interrogation. Why are you sweating so much? Why are you even up? And do you have any scary movies?” I asked him, using the last question to benefit me.
“Some of us actually went to school for the full day. After school, I went to the diner with my friends where we ate. Then I had football practice for 2 hours, baseball practice for 2 hours, and then I ran half a mile. I then came home, proceeded to eat and then I ran a mile and then came back home. I didn’t get a chance to shower yet. And again I repeat, it’s only 10:30 P.M. And I have a whole enti
