Dylan's POV:

I didn't have it go far since Dallas forgot his pants. I bumped into him on the porch with a grin on my face. "Dallas, I have a brilliant plan!" I say.

he backed away slightly. "No, man. Remember last time you said 'Dallas, I have a brilliant plan'? I had no eyebrows for two weeks!"

"No. It's not like that. I have a plan so you can pass the SATs!"

"relax your sack, bro. I'm gonna pass 'em. Just won't study."

"you cant pass the SATs if you don't study! and don't worry! You won't have to!"

"oh no. You can't seriously be suggesting........."

"that is exactly what I'm suggesting!"

"what about you? You have to take the SATs too."

"we'll arrange switches! We're not in the same class!"

"yeah, but what if they see right through it?" He grabs his pants and puts them on.

"then we need to test it out on some people."

he sctatched his chin, thinking. "We could test it on the gang. If they don't realize it, no one will."

"Alrighty then!"

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as soon as I uploaded the last part I realized that Dally walked outside without his pants on.

whoops!

love ya!

CC