After a lot of planning and careful sketching, May belle was finally happy, saying she would keep the picture forever. They had come up with a creature that had the body of an owl, but its wings were baby elephant ears. It had a rose in full bloom on its head and larger than normal owl's talons.

As she got up from the floor by the desk, she rubbed her knees which hurt from her kneeling on the floor. May Belle looked at her brother and made actions for him to follow Sonnet downstairs and say goodbye. He sighed and roused himself up from his bed where he himself had been drawing. It was silent downstairs as Jess' family seemed to have disappeared. "You know I'm only doing this because May Belle asked me to, right?"

"I know, Jess. But…I'm kind of an outsider at school, so would you please sit with me?"

He knew she was trying to give him time to overcome his loss, but he also thought she was just going to end up dying, just like Leslie had.

His thoughts were interrupted when Sonnet put her hand on his arm comfortingly, but with a firm grip. "Jess, if you're afraid for my safety, please don't. I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself. But I know it'll be hard for you to open up. But I can wait," she said, her eyes shining happily, yet sorrowfully at the same time.

"I know, it's just…ya, you can sit with me tomorrow at lunch."

"Thanks, well, I'd better be going. Bye Jess, bye May Belle," she called behind her as she ran out the door.

As they exited the bus at home, Sonnet threw her stuff onto her lawn and took off running down the road, with May Belle right behind her. "Where are you going?" Jess yelled after them.

"Where do you think?" they yelled back in unison, putting on a burst of speed as they heard Jess run after them.

"I swear," Jess called after them. "If you make me talk retarded again, I'm gonna throw stuff at you."

"Got it," Sonnet called back. "But I don't know what's going on, so don't get mad if you start talking more elegantly."

"Oh yeah," he said as he easily pulled up beside them. "You still have to have that cat thing teach you."

"Her name is Amaryllis. Just so you know, I don't like my best friend's name not being known by someone who has seen her."

"Amaryllis is your best friend?" Mary Belle asked. "What about me?"

Sonnet smiled warmly down at her. "Your closer to me, because I see you everyday, whether in Terabithia or not."

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