School came the next day, and the only thing in my mind was telling Greg what happened yesterday. I couldn't call him while I was at the YMPA. The only place that he and I could privately speak—assuming they're not spying on me—was school or at Greg's house.
I immediately ran towards Greg, in which he noticed my footsteps very quickly.
"You're running like something's wrong?" he said, looking at me with concern.
"That's because something is," I said, looking at him. He sighed. "What?" he shot at me, his eyes widened with fear.
"Listen, okay? Remember when you called me yesterday?"
"Yeah."
"Tisiah noticed, and he asked what the whole blue drive thing was. I gave him a bogus story, and he didn't buy it," I said.
Greg took a deep breath, and rested his hand on his head. His face was drenched with worry. "Hey, don't worry, I made them think it was a personal matter and they bought this time—I think."
