Chapter Twenty-Eight
My Trip To The Mortuary
I sat on the hill overlooking the lake that Travis had brought me too a while before. I leaned against the oak tree that I had chased Ray around on that eventful date. So many memories came back to me. In my hands I held the one thing that meant the most to me: my rose locket. After a while of thinking I thought I would drive myself crazy. Thinking about Travis was hard but it was even harder because today was Audrey funeral and Travis was bringing "Alex" as he liked to call her.
I sighed and stood up. I found my way to my house and changed into my pale blue dress with pink hibiscus flowers on it. Audrey had bought the dress for me and I thought it was the right thing to do. When I arrived at the funeral home I quickly saw Travis and the gorgeous Alexandria.
She looked like a model. Her layered blonde hair (the same color as mine) that fell just below her shoulders were accented with dark brown and reddish highlights. Her eyes were forest green and if you looked close enough you could see that they were color contacts. If it weren't for Travis's latest growth spurt she would have been two inches taller than him but instead she was and inch shorter than he at 5'7. Her teeth were as white as her dress, which looked almost too perfect to wear. It was a halter dress with a plunging next line. The hem rested on her mid-thigh which showed off her bronze tan that was so perfect she HAD to be a frequent member at the tanning salon. On her feet was a pair of white pointed toed high-heels.
As I looked down at my dress the only thing that was the same was the halter and the hem. I felt pale compared to her and could only think of thing's to do to improve myself. I looked at my white high-heeled sandals with a pink butterfly on them and felt childish. I looked up and saw Travis staring at me. A blush crept to my face and as much as I wanted to run and hide I didn't. I took in a deep breath and walked over to them.
"Hi, Travis. And you must be Alex. It's so nice to meet you." Travis smiled, happy to see me trying to be civil. Alexandria on the other hand stared at my outfit with disapproval before shaking my hand and wandering off to the snack table.
"Are you seriously telling me she's sixteen? She looks like she's nineteen! Not to mention a supermodel!" Travis bashfully smiled.
"Yah well, my neighborhood isn't cheap. It's...upper class. But, I'm glad to see you taking this so well. How about you come with us over to my house after the funeral? It would really mean a lot to me."
"Sure." I didn't feel like being in the same house as Travis and the model but when I saw how happy it would make Travis I had to agree.
"Great!" Travis gave me a warm hug and led me over to where they were seated. And then the ceremony began, and I couldn't handle it.