“Wes, would you stop that infernal racket, please?” Claire yelled from the room next door. She and Troy were getting a first-hand dose of what it was like to live with Wesley Baker, the eternal procrastinator, which was why I fell asleep on Oliver’s bed trying to work on our project. I slapped my hand on the alarm and waved hello to Mr. Spider, then rolled out of bed to get ready for class.
Chapter Nineteen
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