After the trip to the cemetery everyone went to Karen's Café as per tradition. The children that were left home met their families there and the kitchen was started up. As usually Karen put out a good breakfast for the group. When it was done and the Café was actually opened the people went about their own ways.
Angela stood on the roof of the café and looked up at the sky. She would spend about an hour up here trying to center her. She would always do this after visiting Whitey, a man who was like a granddad to her.
Someone stepped out onto the roof and walked across to her. She stiffened up waiting for her Mom or Lucas to speak. They were the ones that always came to collect her.
"I miss him too. I've may not have known him as well as you did, or was as close but he was still Poppa Whitey to me," James said.
Angela turned to face her cousin. He always looked after her, like a big brother. They had a connection, and were born on the same day seventeen years ago.
"He was always there when I needed to talk. He was a kind sweet man," Angela said, forgetting the freaked out feeling of talking to James, as tears welled up in her eyes.
James hugged his cousin, holding her tight while she let it out. She was initially stiff in his arms but the grief took hold, she relaxed. He just kept comforting her.
"I'm here now, Angela Baby," he told her, calling her by her old nickname.
"I was in the hospital the day he died. My Mom had left me there in his room, while she went to get some coffee. We were alone together. He called me over to the bed and told me that my Dad would be so proud of me then he kissed me on the top of my head and looked me in the eyes and said 'Tell everyone goodbye for me' and then he died," she said.
James nodded, never knowing his cousin was there when Poppa Whitey died. He let her cry a few more seconds, and then she came out of it and started to fix herself. She then returned to her normal stoic self.
"So how are you adjusting to the move?" she asked awkwardly, feeling the discomfort resurface.
James shrugged, "Good I guess. I've been spending a lot of time with Keith," he said.
Angela just smirked, "I bet you had to leave that girlfriend of yours behind too?"
"How did you know about her?" James asked.
"Peyton and Lucas talk," she said, "and that doesn't answer my question."
"Nah! I didn't leave her behind. I stuffed her into a box and FedEx her here," he said, laughing.
Angela laughed, "I know, I sighed for the box, it should be in the dumpster," she said, finding it hard to believe she was warming up to James.
James shook his head, still laughing.
"I wish it was that easy," he said and quiet, "We ended it once my parents told us we were moving."
Angela nodded, "I'm sorry, Jimmy. She must have meant a lot to you."
James shrugged, "That is the funny part, and I guess she didn't. It was fun and all, but I don't think it was anything long term and meaningful," he said, "How about your love life?"
Angela shook her head, "I have none. I get asked out more by girls then guys," she said.
James shook his head in shock. "Angela, are you…"
"No, I'm straight," she said, "Just rumors."
"How did they start?"
"When I was a freshman I was asked to try out for the cheerleading squad. It was thought since I was a Scott Girl and my Mom was an ex Cheer Captain, yadda, yadda. Well I turned them down, I wanted to play basketball, and play for Lucas. Well the Cheer Captain, couldn't take being snubbed by a Scott so she started a rumor that I was gay."
"Man! I'm sorry," was all James could say.
"Well it died down a bit until that bitch that Keith is seeing started it again."
James shook his head. "I have nothing that I could compare to that, and I have no idea how you are feeling, nor can I relate."
"Well what can I do?" Angela asked with a shrug, "Become a slut? That opens a whole bunch more problems. How about you? How does this move affect you and basketball?"
James shook his head, "Well I was scouted, and was going to get a national ranking. I was hoping to go to UCLA. Topping it off I was up for Team Captain and now I'm starting from ground zero."
Angela shook her head, "Well you could try out for the Ravens," she said.
"I hope they allow me," he shrugged.
Angela nodded.
"So how is it working here?" he asked, tapping his foot on the roof.
"Its good, I usually work in the Café, occasionally I end up working for Peyton in Tric. Tric is hard because of the crowd and pace," Angela said, "Why do you ask?"
"I think my Mom wants Karen to give me a job here," he said.
Angela just shrugged. "We all need to make money."
James nodded.
