All right. Now all I need to do is work on organizing my school stuff onto my own desk so my dad has his desk back. I'll do that later, though. He won't be back until about five. Looks like that phone's not for any of us, because my dad just took it with him to work.

Like I told my brothers, I wished and hoped it was mine, but I had a feeling that since he wasn't telling any of us, it wasn't for us.

I really want a good working phone, though, so I can call/text my crush instead of just emailing him. But, for now, I think I'll go upstairs and do some writing. I'm so glad I feel in the mood to read and write again.
