Meant to Be

Chapter Ten

My phone chimed, and I picked it up, ready to brainstorm.

Hey, Rylee, is now a good time?

Yep, I just finished my homework.

Okay. Ready?

Set.

Go!

Homework? Biggest problem ever.

I don't think Mr. Walters would appreciate that. Math?

A serious problem, but is there a solution? Parents?

Doesn't Mr. Walters have a kid? Chores?

There is no solution to chores. It won't work. The smell of wet dog?

Ha ha, where did that come from?

A dog.

No, I mean... you know what I mean.

I was thinking outside the box. Here's a good one: school lunch.

Here's a better one: school in general.

Here's an even better one: life.

You win.

I know.

Modest, aren't you? *winks*

Yes, very. *tries to wink, but fails epically*

LOL

LOL

Um.

Well.

Crap.

What?

I have to go. Parents are calling.

Cya tomorrow.

Good night, Rylee.

Good night, Collin.

Bye.

Bye.

I really have to go now.

Okay. How about we put down our phones at the same time?

Deal. 1.

2.

3.

Wait, on 3 or after 3?

Rylee!

Collin!

I gtg. I'm done.

K. Bye.

Bye.

I reluctantly set down my phone, and climbed into bed, still with no idea of what we were going to do for our project