*ANDREW'S POV*
"Hey Thalia, can i ask you-", I began to ask Thalia a question until i noticed her hushed whisper coming from the other room, like she was on the phone. I took a second to truely listen in to what she was talking about, i could only hear bits and pieces though...
"no no i told you.... just go off what i gave you..... i know! ugh god i can't do this, .... i told you already i need this and it'll help both of us.... shhhh can't you tell im whispering? the brat might wake up! ok... ok.... I ALREADY GAVE YOU JOSEPHS HOME PHONE WHAT ELSE DO YOU NEED? JUST DO YOUR JOB AND COME OVER THEY SHOULD BE BACK IN TEN MINUTES OKAY? TEN MINUTES"
After that i heard her hang up and start walking towards me, i took me about two seconds to dive for the couch, and it was barely enough time to elude her.
"... shit i shouldnt have yelled... uh-" Thalia's mouse like voice came out in silky waves, it was impossable to deny i was falling for her... but after what i just heard i knew she was no good... but what did it all mean?
"um... andrew?" she whispered so softly it was barely audible, i almosted responded till i realized what she was trying to do.
"thank god..." she sounded realeved and then loudly cleared her throat, " Andrew time to get up"
"huh? oh um" i forced a yawn, to really sell it, wow im sneaky, "haha uh- i mean ya how long have i been sleeping... here... on the couch..." smooth.
"umm... i dont know but we need to leave- be-because uh... Joseph and Amara... wanna... come back here... and.... uhhh"
"OK I GET IT LETS LEAVE NOT ANOTHER WORD" she blushed lightly and led me out the door, and just before we left i almost thought i heard her mumble, " He better show up or I'll have to get rid of her myself....". probably just my imagination...
***I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT WRITING FOR SOOO LONG, I WILL BE TRYING TO POST SHORT CHAPTERS MORE FREQUENTLY FROM NOW ON, AS FOR WHY I HAVEN'T BEEN WRITING, I JUST HAVEN'T FOUND THE MOTIVATION TOO BUT I WILL FINISH THIS STORY! ONCE AGAIN SO SO SORRY***
