Stirring Up Trouble by Juli Alexander

Stirring Up Trouble by Juli Alexander

Author:Juli Alexander [Alexander, Juli]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Juli Alexander
Published: 2012-01-10T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Ten

Monday, Anya acted kind of weird in English. I was too busy figuring out when I’d get my biology homework done to care. But when I got off the bus Monday afternoon, I found Brad raking the leaves in my yard. For a minute, I really thought I had the wrong house. Or that I’d fallen off the bus and hit my head really hard.

I stood there as the bus pulled away, clutching my back pack to my chest. 179. Yep, the street number on the house was right.

Perhaps I should see if my hallucination talks. “Brad?”

He turned, rake in hand, and yelled hello. Then, he went back to the leaves.

I walked over to where he was working. “Brad! What are you doing here?”

He turned around. With a shrug, he said, “Anya said you needed me to do your yard or you couldn’t go to the dance on Friday.”

She did, did she? “And she wouldn’t go with you unless I went?”

He swiped at the sweat on his brow with the back of his hand. “Right.”

“How much are you doing to my yard?” The leaf pile was impressive.

“Just the leaves.” He moved closer and leaned on the rake. “Why? Is there more?”

I so wanted to say yes, but his earnest expression did me in. “No. The leaves will be great.” Poor Dad would be bummed that I hadn’t earned my allowance this week. With a last glance at Anya’s slave, I unlocked the door and went inside. I probably should have given him the leaf blower. Oh well.

I dialed Anya. She picked up right away.

“Hey. I thought you might call.”

“Why did you send Brad over here?” You psycho freak.

“Oh, please. You know you don’t mind. Plus, I had to get rid of him.” In her best drama queen, she added, “He was driving me crazy. You know. I think he’s unbalanced.”

“So you send him to my house.” Okay, I know I unbalanced him myself, but she doesn’t know that.

“Well, yeah. Oh, I gotta go. Jake’s here.”

“Jake’s at your house?”

“No. I’m at his house. Well, on his porch. He just got home. Gotta go.”

“Anya!”

No answer. I clicked the phone shut.

Of all the nerve, she was so hitting on Jake.



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