Chapter 2 - Five Days Left

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"So you were here!" Jay's mom shouted, scowling at Mai and slamming her fists onto the counter. Mai grinned mischievously.

We were in the kitchen eating breakfast. Mrs. Flynn had offered to make pancakes for everyone, and Mai didn't have to hide anymore since it was the next morning and there was no reason to. When Mrs. Flynn called us down and saw Mai, she wasn't very pleased.

"Right under your nose," she said, clicking her tongue.

Mrs. Flynn laughed, but she forced that laughter away and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Mai, you know you can spend the night here, but please, just don't sleep in the same room as the boys," she begged.

"And miss out on the midnight gossip? You wish," Mai said, crossing her arms.

"Do your parents know you're here?" Jay's mom asked.

"They think I'm at another friend's house," she answered honestly.

"I'm guessing a girl's house?" Jay's mom pushed. Mai nodded.

"She's one of the guys, Mom!" Jay protested.

" Guys? You're not even guys," she said, and she leaned over the counter to pinch Jay's cheek.

"Mom!" he groaned, and he tried to push her away. He looked red from the embarrassment. I guess all parents embarrass their kids in front of their friends. She walked past us, but then she came up to me.

"Gregory, you've got some ink on your face," she told me. I glared at my friends, and they started giggling.

I'd been the last to wake up. I should've known they did something to me. Jay and I snuck back into the guest room before either of us could fall asleep in the foyer. We haven't said anything about last night to each other.

"What'd you guys draw?" I asked.

"Look in the mirror," Tyler said, laughing to himself.

I didn't have time to do that now, I was enjoying some pancakes. I looked up at the stack at the center of the counter as Mai grabbed her own plate and gave herself some of them. I realized then and there how many pancakes Mrs. Flynn had made. She definitely knew Mai was here the whole time. I didn't say anything about that, though.

"So, what're we thinking about doing today?" Jay asked. "I was thinking about going to the lake."

"Oh, uhm, I can't," Isaac said. "I'll be leaving soon."

"What? Why?" Jay said.

"It's Sunday. I always go to church Sunday mornings," Isaac explained. He was already dressed nicely, and I wouldn't be surprised if he's already packed and ready to leave.

"Ugh, can't you skip today?" Jay protested.

"Nope, I signed up to altar serve," Isaac said.

"You poor thing," Tyler teased, and Isaac glared at him.

"It's not that bad. It's much more fun than sitting in the pews, anyways," he said.

"What's altar serving?" I asked.

"Kids can help with mass by becoming altar servers. I sorta signed up for tomorrow, and since no one else took it, I kinda have to go," he mumbled.

"No offense, Isaac," Mai said, "but that sounds horrible."

"It is," Tyler said, and we all turned to him. "It's just mass but like, actually working. I've seen him up there before."

"What? You only come when they want you to sing," Isaac said, trying to come up with some excuse. Tyler shrugged.

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