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Three More Days Until High School is Over.
Three more days until I can kiss my
chances of ever finding out if Parker likes
me goodbye.
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Parker Finn is a boy who’s full of secrets
and just so happens to rule the school.
Quinn Moore is a quiet, shy, nobody who
stands in the shadows.
Since fourth grade they’ve liked each other.
Quinn fears Parker may have outgrown the
long time crush a long time ago. She has
three days to find out if he really loves her
or if he has forgotten about her completely.
Together, they have three days to fall in
love.Episode 1—–The Plan
3 days
“Stop drooling,” Alexis states as she pulls
back her blonde hair. Her curls bundle
up together in a messy bun. She taps my
chin. “You had your chance.”
“Yeah. In fourth grade.” I roll my eyes
and turn back towards my locker. I pull
out my textbooks and shove them into
my bag. Alexis laughs softly at my side.
“What’s so funny?”
“He probably still likes you,” she says,
glancing behind us.
“No,” I whisper.
“Yes,” she argues.
“Really, Alexis? He avoids me at all costs.
He doesn’t remember my name. He has
gone out with half the student body.”
“Funny how were both in the other fifty-
percent. You’d think he’d ask one of us
out by now.”
“I’m quiet and neutral.”
“I’m loud and bright. He has to have
noticed us.” She shakes her head. “I
believe that he likes you.”
“I believe he doesn’t know me.”
“It’s not just a coincidence that he hasn’t
made a move on me yet.” She raises her
eyebrows. “I’m a senior, I’m blonde, I
have a nice body, I’m nicely tanned. You
could call me flawless.”
“You’re conceited.”
“And you’re not?”
“I don’t boast about it,” I say.
“I think that if you got him to notice you
he’d remember you. He’d fall to his
knees and beg for you.”
“We are talking about Parker, right?” I
ask.
“Yes.”
“I don’t think so, Lex.”
“We graduate in three days. You have
three days to find out if Parker really
likes you.”
“Alexis,” I begin.
“No. You have liked each other for eight
years. Eight years.”
“Technically I’ve like him for eight. He
probably liked me for three.”
“Please, Quinn.”
“Whatever.”
“I’ll help you. Just do what I say.” I roll
my eyes again. “Oh. And be yourself.
Always be yourself.”
“Okay, Alexis, I got it.”
“I’m sure you do. You’ve gone out with
about . . . zero guys. Where as he – he
has gone out with about a million girls.”
“Way to boost my confidence and I’m
pretty sure it’s not a million.”
“Close enough.”
“Again, that’s enough confidence
boosting for one day.” I lay the sarcasm
on thick and turn to walk down the hall.
Alexis follows me. “Why are you so
interested in him?”
“Because you’ve always liked him and
you had to watch him change from a
sweet young man to what he is now.
That must’ve been hard. And you’ve
never stopped liking him.”
“I know. I think that he’s truly the same.
He just had to change to . . .”
“To what?”
“I don’t know,” I say, shaking my head.
“To get over you?” Alexis suggests.
“Let’s just drop it.”
“No. I think that you can use these last
three days to prove that he still likes you.
I said I’ll help.” She nods her head like a
crazy woman. Her eyes light up and I
know she’s forming a plan.
I reach my car and turn back to Alexis.
“Okay, what do I do first?”
“Tomorrow wear those black strapped
sandals.”
“That’s it?”
“Oh. And get here like an hour early.”
“Is the school even open then?” I ask.
“Yeah.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“See you tomorrow.” She walks away
with a huge grin on her face. I shudder
from her creepiness.
On my way home I think a lot about our
conversation. I have three days to find
out if Parker still has feelings for me.
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and others.Episode 2— The Makeover
2 days
I stomp down the stairs with a pair of
sweatpants and a sweatshirt on. My
mom notices the way I’m dressed and
how early it is. I ignore her stares and
reach for an apple.
“Why are you heading out so early?” she
asks.
“Alexis and I have some last minute
things to do before school.”
“Alright.” She goes back to her coffee
she was drinking. I open the door but
her voice stops me from stepping
outside. “And those sandals do not go
with that outfit.”
I laugh. “Thanks for the tip, mom.”
When I arrive at school I hurry to the
front doors. I expect them to be locked
but they open on the first try. Right
when I step inside I’m greeted by Alexis.
“Good. The braids, sandals . . . wait. Is
your bra white?”
“Yes. I followed every rule.”
“Then we should be okay.” She grabs my
hand and leads me to the nearest
restroom. “Take off those nasty clothes.”
“Yes, your highness.” I roll my eyes and
take my pants off as Alexis throws me a
pair of high waisted shorts. “Really?” I
ask while putting them on. “These only
look good on Taylor Swift.”
Alexis smiles. “Good thing you have long
legs and a small waist. And even if you
didn’t, you’re gorgeous so who cares.”
“Thanks, Lex.” I remove my sweatshirt
and she hands me a white top that’ll
barely go down to my belly button.
“Where did you get these clothes? I’d
never wear these on my own terms.
Never.”
“Just making you noticeable.” Alexis
shrugs her shoulders, then begins to
take out my hair. “You left these in all
night, right?”
I nod my head in response and she just
smiles back.
“Yesterday, you told me to be myself, but
now look at what you’ve done.”
Alexis rolls her eyes.
“And you know we should be focused
on our last day of school, not some silly
plan to make some guy notice me.”
“One, you can still be yourself
personality-wise. And two, we have
school for one more day. One day. Then
on Friday, we leave this place for good.”
She finishes taking out my hair and
starts to pull some of the dark waves
back in some elaborate way. “And
besides, are final exams really that
hard?”
“Yes, they are. I need all my focus to be
on them today, then tomorrow . . .”
“We are done!” Alexis finishes for me.
“Exactly,” I say, “so I don’t know why I
agreed to this crazy idea.”
“Because you like Parker.” She finishes
pulling my hair back and walks over to
her bag of stuff. She starts to dig
through it.
“I do not.” I roll my eyes as she throws
me a cardigan.
“Uh, yeah you do. And that’s that
sweater you let me borrow, like, three
months ago. I know you won’t be totally
comfortable in this outfit so you can
wear that, too.”
“Gee. Thanks, Lex.”
“I love you, Quinny.” She sticks out her
bottom lip. “Do this? For me?”
I pull at the waist of the shorts, where
they were barely able to tuck in the shirt.
“Alexis,” I breathe.
“Please?”
“All right.” I pull the cardigan on and
look up at my best friend. Her brown
eyes are bright
“You look beautiful.”
“Thank you,” I say.
“But I love you just the way you are.
Remember that. This is just to get him to
notice you, but you have to always be
yourself. Got that?” she asks.
“Yeah. I’ve got it.” I give her a small smile
and she returns it also instantly.
