“My parents are gonna have a cow,” Shun stated happily “but it was worth it. Who knew there was so much going on while we’re stuck at school? What do you think Tony will do?”
“I think he’ll be cool with it,” I shrugged casually. “He knows I’ve never skipped before, and since I’ll be graduating at the end of the semester…”
“How lucky is that?” he said enviously.
“Luck had nothing to do with it,” I replied in annoyance. “That’s what happens when you don’t have study halls all the time.”
“I didn’t take that many study halls,” he objected, opening the door.
“Whatever gets you through the day,” I responded sarcastically. “Hey, I have an idea,” I added as if the thought had just occurred to me “why don’t I go wait in your room while you talk to your father?”
“Now…?” Shun stalled.
“No time like the present.”
“Hmm…maybe tomorrow…?”
“No…now,” I said firmly pushing him in the right direction. “I’ll be snooping around in your poor excuse for a bedroom no doubt still searching for a place to sit when you return. Just come get me when you’re done.”
“Fine,” he huffed.
Shaking my head in amusement at the look on his face, I let myself into his room. I hated housework but I was basically a neat freak. Not so, Shun. If such an award existed, he’d be a shoo-in for slob of the year.
Granted he had a lot more things to keep straight than I did—I usually saved what allowance Tony gave me and put it in the bank account he helped me set up so my worldly possessions could have all fit in a regular sized suitcase with plenty of room left over—but Shun never put anything away.
I straightened things just enough so I could sit on the bed and then gave up and relaxed on my back with my hands interlocked under my head, staring up at the ceiling. I never napped, but I hadn’t slept well all weekend, sick to my stomach over Friday night, so it wasn’t long before I was sound asleep.