Page 29 of Reality Girl, Ep. 3

My phone buzzed.

“What was that?” Afro looked around the room. “Did you hear something?”

“I didn’t hear anything.” I reached for the door. “I’ll let you know when they’re on the way.”

“Sounds good.”

I ran down the hallway, and to the only place I had any privacy.

The bathroom.

I pulled the phone from my pocket and read the message.

They’re on the way. You can thank me later.

I typed my response.

What does that mean?

Instantaneously, Franky replied.

She looks like she could be your sister.

If she did, it could be perfect. A scene filmed under the covers could fool the viewers into thinking he was with me, when in fact, he wasn’t. After a few minutes of them believing we had finally hooked up, a revelation of who she really was would cause tempers to flare.

They would hate Eric.

I typed a quick response.

I owe you one.

I hid my phone in the dresser and took off in a dead run to find Bobby.