V2 ch45

Monday night ended pretty normally compared to the way it started. Noah sent out the text to everyone on our softball team and got replies that everyone was free. It would be our first team meeting. 

Besides that though, we followed the pattern of getting our homework done and taking showers before bed. Tuesday morning, the twins had slightly less pink hair, but still quite bright for Kyle. Dave wasn't interested in using a box of dye to correct his hair. He said he didn't mind waiting it out. 

"Dave secretly loves it." Noah whispered to me as we got in the car, prepared for school. 

I smiled and gave a small nod. I could tell. For one, he wasn't wearing his hat today like Kyle was. Two, he kept checking his reflection. Everywhere. When we arrived at school and got out of the car, I caught him looking at his reflection in the window, slowly smiling. 

I stifled another laugh.