Chapter Five – An Important Day
"And don't forget that your report is due tomorrow, April 11." Lizzie's history teacher announced, and the class groaned in unison.
April 11. Now why does that ring a bell?
She thought hard, but by the end of the period she had still drawn no conclusions.
I'm probably just freaked out about the paper that's due tomorrow.
But at the end of the day, as she walked home, the nagging feeling was still there. As soon as she reached her house, she hurried upstairs from her room, and pulled out all of her old diaries.
She began to search through them, looking at every April 11 before. Nothing significant in her junior year… sophomore year… freshmen… But her eyes widened as she read the entry from her 8th grade year.
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April 11, 2002
The fight between me, Miranda, and Gordo is finally over, and I am so glad. A week is way too long to go without speaking to either of your best friends. They told me that they had felt the same. This led us to come up with an idea… we each picked something that was valuable to us, something that would bring back positive memories about our friendship. We put our items in a wooden box, sealed it, and buried it beneath the big oak tree in the park, near the fountain. We have agreed that in exactly four years, on this very same day during our senior year, we will meet at the tree at midnight and open the box…
- Lizzie
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Lizzie smiled through her tears.
This must be my record… crying twice in the same day.
She read through the diary entry again.
Tomorrow I'll have to tell Gordo and Miranda. I wonder if they will still come?