She started walking towards the couch. “… Then the sudden terror hit that most likely if she was not going to be texting Caity her best friend then it had to be ether Hal, Ali, or I. We both started to walk down the street. Ali and I tiptoed across the living room and ducked behind the large couch. “*cough* she *cough* fucking owes me.” Hal yelled back. i closed my eyes and opened them again stuggling with wether or not i wanted to look through the crack and see what was about to happen. Besides we already did what we needed to.” Ali whispered back. She started pulling them down. “Dude what? i had figured a totally shut closet would draw more suspicion than one that was still slightly open. Im sorry, i couldn’t let Hal do this. Ali and I glided over to the table and started searching through the bags.
