Falling For You

-VI-

Harley's outfit ^

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Harley 

Surprisingly the day was going pretty fast, it's lunch already. Usually calculus makes you feel like you've been sitting in your seat for a decade. 

"Why did our English teacher have to give us so much homework?" Ally groans loudly. Can you tell she's not very fond of school? To be honest though we don't have a more 'studious' person in our group. Drew is the jock, and I'm not really sure what Ally and I are according to societies wonderful stereotypes. 

"It's only a few, but it does seem excessive for the second day of school." 

"I bet when they were kids their teachers didn't give them this much homework." Ally roughly shoves a French frie in her mouth. 

"So how's your soccer going?" I look over at Drew. 

"Coach is still tougher on me, but it's nothing I can't handle." 

"You have to make sure you don't over do it though," I say concerned. Some days he'd barely be able to move after his high intensity work outs with the coach. "If you're tired or sore you won't play as well." 

"Aww, thanks for caring for me, Harls." he coos. 

"Yeah, yeah." I wave my hand dismissively. "Don't come complaining to me at eight o'clock when you can't move. Just 'cause you're a block away doesn't mean I want to get out of my nice cozy house to give you a massage." 

"Your massages are pretty good." Ally points out. 

"See, Lee Lee agrees with me. Besides I pay you back in candy, what else do you want from me?"  I roll my eyes. 

"So..." Ally drawls out. "There's this party on-"

"Wait there's a party already?" I exclaim. It's only like the what, second day of school? 

"Harley," Drew talks as if he's talking to a five year old. "We are in high school, they have parties almost everyday."

 I shoot him an unimpressed glare and whack his shoulder. 

"Anyway," she looks back and forth at us not happy I interrupted her. "It's on Wednesday." 

"As in tomorrow Wednesday?" 

"Yes Harley, tomorrow Wednesday." Now Ally is talking to me slowly. "Did your mother drop you on your head or something?" 

"No, just making sure." 

"I just wanted to know if you guys were going." My mother is not going to be very happy. I guess I'll have to do the usual, say I'm sleeping over at Drew's. 

Drew shrugs his shoulders. "Sure, I think some of the guys said they were going." 

Ally gasps placing a hand over her chest. "You mean you are not coming because of me going too? I'm truly heartbroken Drew." 

"Why would I come for you?" He teases back. 

Ally mutters something along the lines of 'you would for Harley'. 

Would he really though? 

"Harley you in too?" 

I give Ally a look. "Do I really have a choice?" 

"No, not really." 

"Perfect. Drew I really hope you've throughly washed your sheets since the last time you've had a fling over."  

Another thing that confuses people if we're together or not, when we have a sleepover we share a bed. It's something we've always done and our parents know we wouldn't do anything.