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know you get distracted when you’re working in the lab, which I assume you are
since I haven’t heard from you all day”. 
    He was right of course, but my mind was stuck on his
use of the word date – did he think that’s what this was?  Would it
even worry me if that were true?  I tried to shrug this off; I am probably
over reacting because of Zeke’s tormenting. 
    I check my watch to see that it is already six
o’clock. 
    “Thanks, I didn’t realize what time it was, but I
haven’t forgotten.  I will be there at eight, I promise,” I said trying to
reassure him. 
    “Okay, then I will meet you at the pizza place.” 
    “Actually, Emin and Zeke are giving me a lift, so I
can probably meet you there if you like?” I said sounding a little
annoyed. 
    “Emin and Zeke?” He questioned. 
    “Yeah, apparently it would be a good idea for me to
have my brother there – in case I need him,” I said sarcastically. 
    “No worries,” he said half laughing.  “I'll meet
you there then – bye Hayln.” 
    “Bye Tyler,” I said as I flicked off my computer and
phone and headed upstairs.
    I was nearly at the top of the stairs when I heard my
father on the phone, he sounded upset.  “Just keep an eye on her, I won’t
be long,” he pleaded.   “Well it’s too late for that now – just do
this for me, please,” he listened to whoever was on the phone. “Thanks I will
call you again later.”  I kept going up the stairs, wanting to know what
that was about.
    “Hi Dad, who was on the phone?” I asked as he turned
towards me surprised that I was there. 
    “Oh, no-one.  Just a salesperson trying to sell
me cheaper long distance.”
    Whoa - Why would my father lie to me, I think to
myself? 
    ‘You better get a move on,” he said.  “Or you will
hold your brother up.”  And he walked back upstairs to his study I
guess. 
    I can’t remember my father ever lying to me – I must
admit I am a little worried.  I decide to find Emin, maybe he might know
something.
    He was alone in the garage, working on his project .  It was some sort of robot hand, or at
least that’s what it looked like to me.  He looked up at me, “why aren’t
you getting ready yet?” He said. 
    “You're not,” I shot back at him. 
    “Hayln, it will take me five minutes to get ready, I
doubt you will be able to pick what to wear in that time.” 
    Ugh, he was right I hadn’t even thought about clothes
yet, but that’s not what I was here for. 
    “Did, you see Dad much today?” I questioned. 
    “Sure, he helped us on our hand here, why?” He
said. 
    “Did he seem… weird to you?” 
    “No – should he have?” He said, with a confused
expression on his face. 
    “It’s probably nothing, don’t worry about it,” I
said.  Maybe I was making too much of it.  “You’re right, I better
get ready,” I said as I turned to leave the room, no more enlightened than
before I entered it. 
    “Oh, by the way,” I turn back to him, “what should I
wear?” 
    He laughs, “anything black would be safe – it is the
Sweat Room,” he said grinning. 
    Black…. I thought to myself as I headed towards my
room, to see what outfit I could find.

Experiment
    I decided to shower first as I suddenly felt nervous,
with no idea why. Once in my room I searched for something to wear.  I
played with least seven different outfits before I decided that this was no big
deal, and grabbed my favorite pair of black jeans and my black suede
boots.  Then I only needed a top.  I still went over a number of
options but kept going back to my emerald green silk tank top.  It might
not be the perfect top, but I love the color and just couldn’t get it out of my
mind. 
    I must have lost track of time again because I could
hear Emin honking the horn of his van out the front.  I quickly brushed my
hair, deciding to leave it out because I had no time to do anything else. 
I ran out to the car, yelling out to my father on