Well, it looks like the near disaster has been averted this time...
Okay, so maybe Logan and I got a little carried away and time accidentally became totally irrelevant. On the upside, it doesn't look like my dad's around to notice the fact that I'm nearly twenty minutes late. And I think after the day Logan had especially, we needed that bit of time together. He needed to know he wasn't as alone as he thought he was.
After all, he had me. For whatever that was worth.
Hopefully Lizzie made up some excuse to tell mom, because I'm never late. Especially not the first day of school when they know none of the extracurriculars have started yet. God knows I've covered for her being out all hours of the night often enough. And yes, I realise this is the second time since I've started dating Logan that she's had to cover for me. I won't be making a habit of it. It's not fair to her. I'm the 'good' one as far as my parents are concerned. I'm the one that looks after Grace and covers for Lizzie. It's the way it's always been.
Of course she's waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs the second I tip-toe my way into the house after the rushed good-bye to Logan. Probably waiting to tell me whatever it was she had made up to tell mom for me. My guess would be something with journalism, since those tended to needed to get organised pretty fast once school started, but even Lizzie knew the first meeting wasn't until tomorrow after school.
"Hey." I offered her a weak smile, "We should probably talk..." I said quietly, grabbing her hand and gently tugging her up the stairs with me, then into my room before I closed the door behind us and collapsed against it. I was pretty sure she'd had enough experience with after school make out sessions to know pretty much exactly why I was late even if she hadn't had official confirmation that Logan and I were anything more than friends until this point.
"Okay, so first off, I'm sorry that you had to cover for me again today. I just lost track of time completely." I apologised, letting out a breath as I let my bag drop to the floor finally.
"Second, and I'm sure you know this already with all the rumours floating around school after the fight this morning..." I started, feeling more than a little horrible that I hadn't actually talked to her about any of this yet. We weren't exactly the idea of some TV show picture perfect sister relationship, but considering how different we were on the outside, Lizzie and I were amazingly close and I shouldn't have waited so long to talk to her about this, "but I've been dating Logan Echolls since Dick Casablancas's party two weeks ago."
I didn't think she'd jump to the whole idea that we're using each other like the rest of the school had, but I knew she was going to think it was more than a little bit of an odd fit. I mean, on the surface Lizzie had more in common with Logan than I did, didn't she? I mean, if you take their reputations at face value and as being totally representative of who they are as people.
Which, clearly, I didn't.
"I don't know why I didn't just tell you in the first place... I guess it was all so new and I didn't want to jinx it or anything, but after what happened at school today... I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I've been wanting to talk to you about this, I guess I just couldn't figure out how to bring it up." I apologised again, and waited for her reaction.
After all, he had me. For whatever that was worth.
Hopefully Lizzie made up some excuse to tell mom, because I'm never late. Especially not the first day of school when they know none of the extracurriculars have started yet. God knows I've covered for her being out all hours of the night often enough. And yes, I realise this is the second time since I've started dating Logan that she's had to cover for me. I won't be making a habit of it. It's not fair to her. I'm the 'good' one as far as my parents are concerned. I'm the one that looks after Grace and covers for Lizzie. It's the way it's always been.
Of course she's waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs the second I tip-toe my way into the house after the rushed good-bye to Logan. Probably waiting to tell me whatever it was she had made up to tell mom for me. My guess would be something with journalism, since those tended to needed to get organised pretty fast once school started, but even Lizzie knew the first meeting wasn't until tomorrow after school.
"Hey." I offered her a weak smile, "We should probably talk..." I said quietly, grabbing her hand and gently tugging her up the stairs with me, then into my room before I closed the door behind us and collapsed against it. I was pretty sure she'd had enough experience with after school make out sessions to know pretty much exactly why I was late even if she hadn't had official confirmation that Logan and I were anything more than friends until this point.
"Okay, so first off, I'm sorry that you had to cover for me again today. I just lost track of time completely." I apologised, letting out a breath as I let my bag drop to the floor finally.
"Second, and I'm sure you know this already with all the rumours floating around school after the fight this morning..." I started, feeling more than a little horrible that I hadn't actually talked to her about any of this yet. We weren't exactly the idea of some TV show picture perfect sister relationship, but considering how different we were on the outside, Lizzie and I were amazingly close and I shouldn't have waited so long to talk to her about this, "but I've been dating Logan Echolls since Dick Casablancas's party two weeks ago."
I didn't think she'd jump to the whole idea that we're using each other like the rest of the school had, but I knew she was going to think it was more than a little bit of an odd fit. I mean, on the surface Lizzie had more in common with Logan than I did, didn't she? I mean, if you take their reputations at face value and as being totally representative of who they are as people.
Which, clearly, I didn't.
"I don't know why I didn't just tell you in the first place... I guess it was all so new and I didn't want to jinx it or anything, but after what happened at school today... I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I've been wanting to talk to you about this, I guess I just couldn't figure out how to bring it up." I apologised again, and waited for her reaction.