At school, as soon as the bell for break went off, Eleanor dragged Elvis outside to a secluded spot on the playground where no one would disturb them.
"Brother, hurry up and tell me what you have planned."
She was dying to talk about this matter since she woke up this morning, but could hardly find a convenient place or time where they could be alone.
So she could only hope that the time rolled by fast. Finally it was break time.
"I haven't made any plans yet."
"You promised to come up with one, why didn't you?" She frowned.
To think that she had hardly paid any attention to what the teacher was saying in class only to hear her brother tell her that he didn't make any plans.
"That was because we slept off in mom's room. If you were that impatient why didn't you stay awake or even wake up early."
"So what do we do now?" Eleanor asked.
Elvis stared at her sister who he was sure was passing all the blame to him.
