I anticipated the day ahead.
The first person I wanted to see was Amaya. She refused to stay the night, giving me some made-up excuse about how she could not sleep over. We both knew her mother had no issue with her being over at my place on a school night, although.
Our parents knew a long time ago how attached to the hip we were. Countless nights we’d be caught sneaking out just to hang out with one another until Amaya’s mother thought it was the best decision to talk to my parents about how to solve the issue.
The conclusion from those long conversations and the pleas of two young kids were that we would get to have unlimited sleepovers. My parents and Amaya’s mother even planned vacations together just so the others wouldn’t be left out.
But still she lied. It was quite unsettli
