The Twist In Life

Chapter 34_ The box at last!

I heard someone come up the stairs. Doors of rooms opened and closed. The footsteps grew louder as they neared my door. I closed my eyes and started taking deep breaths, feigning sleep.

"Mary, are you alright?" It was aunt. She was checking up on everyone.

I kept feigning sleep.

I heard the door squeak as aunt was closing it. I mentally heaved a sigh of relief, when the squeaking stopped midway.

I opened my right eye slightly. I saw the door open again. Aunt poked her head in.

"I can see your shoe, Harvey," she said and closed the door.

I heard her footsteps retreat down the hall. I didn't move. It felt like I was turned to stone.

Harvey shook me. "That was close, wasn't it," he beamed.

"We got caught," I gasped.

"No, no we didn't," he said.

"She saw your shoe," I hissed.

"She was just messing," Harvey replied.

"Are you crazy?" I whisper yelled.

"She didn't say anything. So we aren't exactly caught," Harvey said.

"You people are hopeless," I shook my head.

"That's what you love about us," he smirked.

"I don't love anything about you," I said.

"Oh you do, and you know it," he smirked.

"Get out," I hissed.

"Aye aye captain," he saluted before climbing out of the window.

He waved one last time when he was on the ground before disappearing off into the darkness.

***

"Mary," Jamie leaned against the locker beside mine.

"Jamie," I nodded, getting my books out of my locker.

"Guess what happened last night?" he said.

"What?" I asked.

"Harvey left me stranded in the bushes outside your window," he said.

"We thought you made a run for it," I laughed.

"Well, I didn't. I couldn't leave him behind," he said. "I'm no traitor."

"He left you behind," I laughed.

"Yes, he did," Jamie made a face. "I waited ages for him, under the prickly bushes."

"You didn't hear him leave?" I asked.

"I waited and waited and waited, and I might have accidentally fallen asleep," he said.

"Dude, how can you fall asleep under the "prickly bushes"?" I laughed.

"I don't know," he rolled his eyes. "It must have been the breeze."

"Blame it on the breeze," I said.

"I just did, didn't I?" he stuck his tongue out.

"Serves you right though," I made a face.

He rolled his eyes.

"What exactly happened?" I asked.

"Funny story actually," said Jamie. "I accidentally knocked a pot off the stove. The crash woke your aunt up. I managed to unclasp the window before she got to the kitchen. But your aunt is quick, I tell you.