“You peed yourself?” Stix looks at me aghast. Jeez, I wish Taylor would stop telling this story. It’s not like he was much better, the way he completely panicked and lost the plot.
“Yeah,” I mumble feeling the heat rising up my face. I am curled up in my favourite chair in the conservatory enjoying the late morning sunshine. Well, I had been until Stix had returned from spending the day and night with Genevieve and Taylor had proceeded to tell her about yesterday’s events.
“Abs, that’s, like, horrific,” Stix says, her nose wrinkling in disgust as she looks between Taylor and me.
“Tell me about it,” I respond feeling a little fed-up with being the butt of everyone’s joke. So far I have had everyone wanting to know what happened with our false alarm and Taylor has been far too happy about
