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Everly's POV
I'm walking home from school with Carrie.

"I'm so happy we're on a break now." I say.

"Me too." Carrie says.

"I know it's only a week and it always goes by so quickly but we can actually have more free time now." I say.

Scarlett runs up to me.

"Hey baby." Scarlett smiles.

"Hi!" I hug her.

"Have a great week." Scarlett says.

"You too. I'll call you." I say.

"Okay!" Scarlett says. "I have to go."

"Alright. See you soon." I smile.

"Bye Everly." She kisses me cheek and smiles before walking away.

"Wow." Carrie says as we walk on.

"What?" I ask.

"You're in love." Carrie teases.

"I am not!" I pout.

"Oh, really? Because you haven't blushed that hard since you threw a ball at that little kid's face." Carrie says.

"I'm not a sporty person." I groan.

"Do we have plans this week?" Carrie asks.

"I don't know, actually. Check the Gillies-Corcoran-Grande-Gomez-Bennett calendar." I say and Carrie opens the app on her phone.

"People must think we're insane when we say that out loud in public." Carrie says and I laugh.

"Is there anything booked in?" I ask.

"It's all in purple which is Liz's color code." Carrie says.

"What does it say?" I ask.

"Saturday - think of baby names. Sunday - think of baby names. Monday - think of baby names. Tuesday - think of baby names.
Wednesday - think of baby names.
Thursday - thi-" Carrie reads out.

"It's okay, I get it." I say.

"Oh, and Friday the baby is due." Carrie says.

"You couldn't have just skipped to that?" I ask.

"Oh well." Carrie shrugs.

"Did you hear about Tate?" I ask.

"Smith?" Carrie asks and I nod.

"He got triple detention after school today." I say.

"No way! What for?" Carrie asks.

"Calling Miss Rickley a twat." I laugh.

"Why?" Carrie asks.

"She confiscated his chips." I say.

"What flavour?" Carrie asks.

"Does it matter?" I ask.

"Yes!" Carrie says as we walk on the driveway.

"I don't know. Probably sour cream and onion." I say, opening the front door.

"Then they deserved to be confiscated. Potato chips are one of the best snacks and then idiots go ahead and ruin them with sour cream and onion!" Carrie complains.

"Everly! Carrie!" Jake runs up and hugs us.

"Hey. How was kindergarten?" I ask him.

"We played basketball!" Jake says.

"I love basketball." Carrie says.

"I wasn't good...Teagal scored though!" Jake says.

"Wow! Where is he?" I ask.

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