Bab 11: Chapter 11

Because Corey can't wait to get it back to his place, he's looking under the hood, doing...whatever. Alex stands beside him, and I watch, trying to follow. It sucks knowing the two of them know how inept I've been and the thought has me heading inside.

"I'm going to get some - um - water."

"Bottled?" Alex glances up.

"Yeah."

"Mind if I grab one?"

"Sure..." I try remembering how well I cleaned. I really didn't expect him to come inside - they were supposed to be out here working on the car - but he seems intent on following me into the house. Heading for the kitchen, I pray he doesn't notice the thick layer of dust sitting on everything. "I think this goes without saying, but no judgement."

"On?"

"Anything. You gave me like, five minutes notice."