I got out of the car, shoving my hands in my pockets as the rain poured from the sky. My sister looked at me. "Are you still worried about what Elliot said?" she asked me.
The other day, I told her about Elliot's theory. She didn't share her opinion on it, which I was really looking forward to. She simply told me: "Ask Phoenix if you're so curious." Obviously I can't do that. Then he'll think I like him, which I don't.
"What did Elliot say?" my brother asked. He seemed to cool down a bit since Saturday. I mean, it's been five days. He didn't talk to me these past few days. He only told me to hurry up this morning.
"Nothing, Elliot said nothing," I blurted immediately.
My brother's eyebrows furrowed before raising and dropping. "Okay," he replied before walking ahead of us. I waited unt
