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I got so many reviews for the last chapter; thank you all!! Y'all are awesome!!! Maybe I should write really sad chapters more often…than again, maybe not.
This chapter and the next couple of chapters (I think) will concentrate on a lot of the changes that have happened in the year and a half since Lizzie and her friends graduated. They may be a little slow, but the story will pick up soon, I'm promise. And let me know what y'all think!
After the funeral, most of the crowd went to the Craft's home to pay their respects to Ethan's family. Lizzie and her family arrived, with Lizzie and her mother carrying dishes of food.
They placed their food on a counter in the kitchen where a large pile had already begun. From the looks of it, the Crafts wouldn't have to cook for a month, Lizzie thought.
Walking into the living room to find her friends, Lizzie smiled shyly at Ethan's mom and brother, who were standing together, talking quietly to a small group. Despite her long friendship with Ethan, she had only met his family a few times and didn't know them very well. She also wasn't sure what she should say to them, she was afraid Ethan's mother would start bawling again.
Miranda found Lizzie before she could search much more for her friends and they made their way across the crowded room to join Gordo, who was discussing winter break with Larry. Larry smiled at them in greeting and continued his conversation with Gordo.
"It is pretty weird coming back here and seeing everyone again. Physically, most people haven't changed too much, but it seems like everything else has changed somehow. Couples have broken up or best friends aren't speaking to each other." Larry nodded at Kate and Claire, who had inadvertently found themselves within the same five-foot space, and brushed passed each other, trying to make it obvious to the rest of the room that one had absolutely nothing to do with the other. Larry looked back at Lizzie, Miranda and Gordo and added with a grin, "And then there are some things that never change."
"Does anyone know what happened to them?" Lizzie asked, watching Claire glance around as if looking for a friendly face. "I mean, they used to be inseparable." She found it hard to believe the pair that had been voted Best Friends in their senior class wanted nothing to do with each other, especially in the aftermath of a death.
"Yeah, what is going on with them?" Matt butted his way into the group, wearing a thoroughly confused expression. "I just about knocked Kate over, by accident of course, and she didn't threaten me. She actually asked me how I was doing. I about fainted from the shock." He said, shaking his head in disbelief.
"They both started out going to UCLA." Miranda told them. "They were roommates and I guess they got into a fight over a guy. Apparently he was dating Claire and got, uh…involved with Kate. Somehow without either of them knowing about each other. But eventually they both found out and for one reason or another, blamed each other instead of the guy. So Kate spent the rest of the semester sleeping on the floor of a friend's room and then transferred to USC." Miranda finished with everyone staring at her. "What?" she asked, puzzled.
"How did you know all that?" Gordo asked the same time that Lizzie exclaimed, "Why didn't you tell us this before?"
"Do you guys remember Sheena Johnson?" Miranda asked. Everyone shook their heads. "We were in choir together senior year. She went to UCLA also and happened to live on the same floor in the dorm as Kate and Claire. I talk to her occasionally and she filled me in on what happened. And I didn't tell you guys because it didn't seem necessary. I didn't think we'd ever see the two of them again."
Lizzie nodded in understanding. "I know they were always kinda shallow like that, but I never expected them to lose their friendship over a guy." Lizzie said in amazement watching Parker talk disinterestedly to Kate.
"I guess you just never know what people will do." Miranda agreed, before the two of them turned back to their friends.
R/R!