Now, I've had many calls and messages in my day. I've had calls from the police letting me know that my best friend had just attempted suicide. I've had my mom call me from the hospital to come meet my baby brother, when I didn't even know she was pregnant. I've had my mom's best friend write a dirty text to me that was supposed to go to her lover, the one she was having an affair with. I've had numbers of funky texts, ones I really don't feel like repeating, but the strangest one by far was the one that I had gotten that morning from a complete stranger...but the backdrop of the odd text...well, it matched Alex's.
You have been summoned. --Romulus
Romulus. Sounded Greek...like the twin of Remus. Why was I just realizing that now? I suppressed a groan as I wondered what Mr. Grandios Leader of the "Rebellion" wanted with us...I looked at Alex with a crease between my eyebrows, and I could tell from the sudden onset of gushiness in his eyes that he thought it was adowabow, even though I didn't like it too tremendously much. I almost told Alex that I had received the same thing, but...I didn't know that much about it, either, so I wouldn't be much help with that...but, I thought as I slid my arm around his waist and glided my hand into his back pocket, maybe I could be help with something else...
"What are you doing?" he hissed, tightening up. I felt it in his butt muscles how tight he was becoming...I smiled coyly and leaned my head on his shoulder.
"What does it feel like I'm doing?" I whispered into his ear. Suddenly, he became rigid. His eyes were watching across the floor, and it took me a second to realize why. Now was really not the time for the canoodle-noodles...my dad was strutting, more like stumbling, towards us.