Are you wet?

Evie

"Are you mad?" Her voice went up. "I can't imagine how you'd offer to be a substitute principal for your grandma. It makes no sense, Evie!"

Matt sighed. He had said the same thing just yesterday when I told him the news. Now Ellie was loosing her shit over it.

"It's not as bad as you make it." I shrugged.

Ellie's eyes widened as if I had just read out from a cursed book to resurrect a demonic entity to enslave humanity.

"Can you hear yourself? You're a 25-year old woman who is giving up most of her life to handle a school. Who will hold my hair up when I need to throw up after getting wasted?"

She kept talking too fast for me to pick out what she was saying. Ellie usually did that when she got worked up. Calming her down would be an impossible task especially since she wasn't going to get her way.

"Tell me. What good will come of this?"

I took a breath. "The experience."

"The experience? The fucking experience! Matt say something." She threw her hands in the air turning to Matt.