11. Feeling Out-Sassed
"So when you said that we could perform a duet at this stupid concert thing, what exactly were you thinking I would do? I have about as much talent as a potato." I exclaimed to Elizabeth, raising my eyebrows and indicating that I was expecting her to come up with some good excuse for this.
"Come on Alexis, you know you're obviously going to sing, and I'll play the piano. Mr Burton said you need to come to my lesson on Thursday and we'll practice." she explained. I rolled my eyes. Firstly, there was no way she was getting me to stand up in front of all the people in my year and sing, and secondly, I was refusing to spend an hour after school sat in a room practicing our song with some middle aged piano teacher that always bangs on about how forgetful I am. Which thirdly, I'm not.
"Fine, I'll come. But I'm not promising anything just yet. And you have to do all my homework for the next week." I retorted, smirking at Elizabeth. She had to face the consequences for making me do this.
"In your dreams, sister" Elizabeth stated, with a clear hint of sass. I was about to reply with some really witty comment, but the school bell sounded and I only had the chance to stick my tongue out at her before she quickly flicked her long hair and walked off in the other direction. I shook my head and laughed, before walking off the my next class, trying to waste as much time as I could.