The Lacrosse Player Next Door
I'm starting to attract attention to myself, which I didn't like, but I needed to do this.
"I'm sitting with my friend, Amy. I just want to let you know that I will be at your house for the sleepover party," I replied.
"Aww. I'm glad you agreed to it," she smiled.
"Don't tell me you're inviting a junior to our sleepover party, Callista?" one of her friends asked, and I buried my head.
"Yes, I am. She lives next door to me, and I just want to get to know her. You guys won't mind, right?" Callista asked, directing the question to her four friends, and they reluctantly nodded their heads.