Chapter 43

Ugh, Spring cleaning, I thought. It's not even spring what the hell is wrong with Adam? Making me clean on a Sunday. Sure my room was messy, but it wasn't going to kill anyone. I stared down at the pile of my clothes and sighed. It would take forever to clean up all this stuff. Maybe I could just shove it under my bed and then go out with Aaron before Adam could figure it out. I decided that it sounded like a good plan. I got down on my knees and looked under my bed. There one box sitting...