"I wonder why mom and dad called," I mused out loud.

"No idea. Can we just not tell them about this?" she pleaded.

"Of course," I said slowly. I didn't need a lecture from my mother or father about modesty and such. Carly ran out of my room fast.

I grabbed some clean shorts and a t-shirt and sat at the desk. That was weird. Carly was really concerned with me not telling anyone she walked in on me in the shower. I mean, I get that it was embarrassing for both of us. But why did she think it was Karina?

And then it hit me. I admit that...