Lizzie's last week with her Aunt and Uncle flew by. But Thursday seemed to
drag on and on. That's because Kris wouldn't stop bugging her. It seemed as
though Cathy, who was like his best friend . . . they were always together,
didn't want to hang out with him anymore. Lizzie actually felt sorry for
him, until he started making fun Brandon because he got sick. He just kept
laughing. "Kris!" Lizzie finally said, "Shut up! Leave Brandon alone!" Then
to Brandon she said, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I just have to call my mom and have her pick me up." He said smiling. He always seemed to be smiling, even when he was in pain. Which, you could tell, was now.
"Do you want to use my cell phone?"
"Yeah, thanks." While he was waiting for his mom she sat with him and talked to him. "Thanks for yelling at Kris, he's so annoying."
Lizzie laughed, "Tell me about."
"So, you're leaving on Sunday?"
"Yeah . . . which reminds me, I want everyone's Aim screen names."
"Ok," he said smiling, "Mine's ArmyGeneral7."
"ArmyGeneral7?"
"I like the Army . . . so; I'm going to need yours."
"Oh, it's . . . ." She had to think about which one to give him. Finally she said, "Blonde_Angel85."
"Cool . . . Oh, my mom's here. Bye Lizzie, I'll talk to you later?"
"Cool. Bye." To herself she thought, "Was I just flirting with BRANDON?" it was so weird. Brandon was just a friend. So, she couldn't be starting to like him. She shrugged off the thought and sat down next to Stephanie.
At break Lizzie went into the kitchen and Kris followed her. "Hey." He said.
"Hi." Lizzie said less than happily.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah . . . why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, Sharon told me your boyfriend broke up with you . . . And it doesn't surprise me."
"Kris, could you just stay out of it? You know nothing about what's going on."
"Sorry." Lizzie rolled her eyes and left the kitchen to find Sharon. She found her in the big room, the room they did improvisation in. She was talking to the teenagers. "Sharon? Can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Yeah, sure, about what?"
Lizzie dragged her out into the hallway, "Why did you tell Kris that Josh and I broke up?"
"Oh . . . because he wouldn't stop bugging me about why you were upset."
"I'm not upset . . . well, I am now, but I wasn't earlier. Just. . . don't tell people what's going on in my life, okay"
"Okay. Sorry."
"It's okay, I'll get over it."
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"Yeah, I just have to call my mom and have her pick me up." He said smiling. He always seemed to be smiling, even when he was in pain. Which, you could tell, was now.
"Do you want to use my cell phone?"
"Yeah, thanks." While he was waiting for his mom she sat with him and talked to him. "Thanks for yelling at Kris, he's so annoying."
Lizzie laughed, "Tell me about."
"So, you're leaving on Sunday?"
"Yeah . . . which reminds me, I want everyone's Aim screen names."
"Ok," he said smiling, "Mine's ArmyGeneral7."
"ArmyGeneral7?"
"I like the Army . . . so; I'm going to need yours."
"Oh, it's . . . ." She had to think about which one to give him. Finally she said, "Blonde_Angel85."
"Cool . . . Oh, my mom's here. Bye Lizzie, I'll talk to you later?"
"Cool. Bye." To herself she thought, "Was I just flirting with BRANDON?" it was so weird. Brandon was just a friend. So, she couldn't be starting to like him. She shrugged off the thought and sat down next to Stephanie.
At break Lizzie went into the kitchen and Kris followed her. "Hey." He said.
"Hi." Lizzie said less than happily.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah . . . why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, Sharon told me your boyfriend broke up with you . . . And it doesn't surprise me."
"Kris, could you just stay out of it? You know nothing about what's going on."
"Sorry." Lizzie rolled her eyes and left the kitchen to find Sharon. She found her in the big room, the room they did improvisation in. She was talking to the teenagers. "Sharon? Can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Yeah, sure, about what?"
Lizzie dragged her out into the hallway, "Why did you tell Kris that Josh and I broke up?"
"Oh . . . because he wouldn't stop bugging me about why you were upset."
"I'm not upset . . . well, I am now, but I wasn't earlier. Just. . . don't tell people what's going on in my life, okay"
"Okay. Sorry."
"It's okay, I'll get over it."
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