"So, how was your weekend?" Goldberg asked me.
I opened my locker and grabbed my history book.
"It was..." how was I going to tell him? "You don't want to know."
He opened his mouth to question me but the bell rang. Phew! Saved by the bell! Goldberg rushed off without a word.
I took my seat in history and Russ took the seat beside me.
I placed my history book on the table but I kept hearing Angel's voice:
"You hopeless creep!"
"I never NEEDED you".
"I don't NEED your help".
"Mr. Banks! Are you with us for class?"
I snapped back to reality. Mr. Johnson looked angrily at me. I nodded nervously. He shot me a last glance and resumed with his lesson.
After class, I grabbed my books and waked out of the classroom.
"Hey Cake-eater, what happened to you in class today? You totally spaced out!" Russ commented.
"Oh, nothing," I said quickly and rushed up to my dorm before Russ could say anything.
I locked the door behind me and took out a tin box, which I hid under my bed.
I took off the stubborn lid (I hadn't opened this box in ages) and took out a photograph. The memory ran through my mind:
"We're here! We're finally here at Camp!" Larson said excitedly.
"Alright! Let's get our bags and trash the cabin!" McGill yelled at the top of his voice.
"You're just saying that to make me feel bad! You know I can't bunk in with you guys!" Angel sulked.
Larson and McGill started singing "Hallelujah" and Angel chased them playfully.
I laughed loudly and ran over to join them.
"Hey guys, wait for-"
I stopped when I heard a crack. I turned around and saw a seashell on the floor. It had a small crack but was still beautiful.
"Wow! That's so pretty!" Angel squealed when she saw the seashell.
"You like it? You can have it, as a...symbol! Yes! A symbol of our never- ending friendship."
She smiled and took the seashell "Yeah, best friends forever."
I looked at the photograph "Best Friends forever," I mumbled "Yeah right!"
I put the photo back into the tin box and shoved back under my bed. What we had was great, but I could never get it back...
Author's note: Hey all of you!! Wow!! Thanks for the reviews!! Real cool!! Sorry that this chapter is so short...there's nothing more to write. Sorry!! But the next chapter should be longer. I think it's longer anyway... Oh well, only time will tell. Well, PLEASE don't stop reading and reviewing, I love to hear from you! Thank you and God bless... special thanks to my editor once more.
I opened my locker and grabbed my history book.
"It was..." how was I going to tell him? "You don't want to know."
He opened his mouth to question me but the bell rang. Phew! Saved by the bell! Goldberg rushed off without a word.
I took my seat in history and Russ took the seat beside me.
I placed my history book on the table but I kept hearing Angel's voice:
"You hopeless creep!"
"I never NEEDED you".
"I don't NEED your help".
"Mr. Banks! Are you with us for class?"
I snapped back to reality. Mr. Johnson looked angrily at me. I nodded nervously. He shot me a last glance and resumed with his lesson.
After class, I grabbed my books and waked out of the classroom.
"Hey Cake-eater, what happened to you in class today? You totally spaced out!" Russ commented.
"Oh, nothing," I said quickly and rushed up to my dorm before Russ could say anything.
I locked the door behind me and took out a tin box, which I hid under my bed.
I took off the stubborn lid (I hadn't opened this box in ages) and took out a photograph. The memory ran through my mind:
"We're here! We're finally here at Camp!" Larson said excitedly.
"Alright! Let's get our bags and trash the cabin!" McGill yelled at the top of his voice.
"You're just saying that to make me feel bad! You know I can't bunk in with you guys!" Angel sulked.
Larson and McGill started singing "Hallelujah" and Angel chased them playfully.
I laughed loudly and ran over to join them.
"Hey guys, wait for-"
I stopped when I heard a crack. I turned around and saw a seashell on the floor. It had a small crack but was still beautiful.
"Wow! That's so pretty!" Angel squealed when she saw the seashell.
"You like it? You can have it, as a...symbol! Yes! A symbol of our never- ending friendship."
She smiled and took the seashell "Yeah, best friends forever."
I looked at the photograph "Best Friends forever," I mumbled "Yeah right!"
I put the photo back into the tin box and shoved back under my bed. What we had was great, but I could never get it back...
Author's note: Hey all of you!! Wow!! Thanks for the reviews!! Real cool!! Sorry that this chapter is so short...there's nothing more to write. Sorry!! But the next chapter should be longer. I think it's longer anyway... Oh well, only time will tell. Well, PLEASE don't stop reading and reviewing, I love to hear from you! Thank you and God bless... special thanks to my editor once more.