Chapter 13 : Don't Judge a Book By Its Cover
*Ophelia*
“What the hell are you doing here?” I ask, closing my front door. “You don’t have anything better to do than scare the shit out of me?”
My little sister, Carolanne, stands next to Skylar, both of them with confused and surprised expressions on their faces.
“What?” I ask, not understanding the silence.
“I’m sorry, are you supposed to be my sister?” Carolanne asks.
“What?” I repeat.
“Cause my sister wouldn’t be caught talking to the quarterback of the freaking Ozarks!” She sasses back.
“I cannot believe you didn’t tell me you were hanging out with Asher!” Skylar squeals. “Wait, why were you hanging out with him?”
I shrug. “He asked me out.”
“He WHAT?” Skylar screams. Carolanne’s mouth just falls open. The two women look like they’re going to cry or explode.
I wave an arm in front of them. “Hello? Breathe!”