DigiChat
Hey! I got a few reviews, so thanks! I'm wrapping up this story in about two chapters because I think it's long enough to end, and after two years, it's just not the same for me.
tsara nehima- Thanks for reviewing. And yeah, I wrote this story when I was in like seventh or eighth grade. It's been like two years, so my writing style is kind of different now, not so young, and it'll have a whole lot less spelling/grammar mistakes, and it'll make a bit more sense. It won't be quite evident in DigiChat, but if you'll read 'Fast Times at Hillridge High', it's about where Lizzie and the gang are in ninth grade. Since I'm already done with freshman year, I know more about it so it'll make more sense. But DigiChat's about to be over. And the story isn't supposed to be realistic or real, as I actually mentioned a few times. But thanks for reviewing!
LIZZIE'S POV
I sat at my computer, typing up my essay on Romeo and Juliet that was due the next day. It was actually assigned two weeks ago, but since I'm a huge procrastinator, I didn't start until today. Oh well. It always turns out okay in the end when I wait until the last minute to do work. But Anyways, it's been such a busy couple of weeks anyways, since Britt had the baby. Skye Marie Kessler. I looked at the picture taken at the hospital of Britt, Danny, Miranda, Kate, and I, along with Britt and Danny's baby girl. It was such a funny picture. Britt was in her hospital gown, Danny was a pirate, Kate was a disco queen, Miranda was a bunny, I was a genie, and Skye was a perfect little newborn. We all have a copy of the picture, even Kate. But don't get me wrong- it's not as if Kate had suddenly become our friend. The only one who she had any sort of relationship with now was Britt, since she really likes Skye Marie.
The phone rang, interrupting me as I was trying to think of an original theme for Romeo and Juliet. I looked at the caller ID, and saw it was Miranda. I really wanted to ignore the phone and call her back later. It wasn't that I didn't want to talk to Miranda, but I really needed to get this paper done. The end of the year was coming up, and I truly needed to get a good grade on this paper so I'd get an A for the semester. I sighed, and reached for the phone.
"Hello?" I said in a kind of wary voice.
"Lizzie?" Miranda said, even though she knew it was me. She sounded kind of shaken though.
"Yes?" I said, my voice a little kinder.
"Oh my God Lizzie." Miranda said a little more frantically, and it sounded like she was crying. "I need you to come over to my house right now. And please don't ask me any questions right now. I'll tell you once you get here."
"Miranda, what's going on?" I said, scared. "Is someone in your house right now? What's wrong?"
"Lizzie, I mean it! No, no one's broken into my house! It's even more serious than that!" Miranda yelled through her tears. "And I asked you already, please don't ask any questions right now!"
"Miranda! If no one's broken into your house, then what's wrong!" I said, yelling but now meaning to. "I have an essay on Romeo and Juliet due tomorrow, and this can change my grade, which will affect my GPA!"
"Lizzie!" Miranda said, crying and screaming. "Danny Kessler being dead is a bit more important than an essay on Romeo and Juliet or your stupid GPA!"
"What!" I said, starting to cry. "Danny's dead? How? Are you lying? Because this isn't funny!"
"Why would I lie about this, you idiot!" Miranda shrieked. "Just come over to my house right now! Gordo's already here!"
Daniel Benjamin Kessler was buried three weeks ago in the cemetery of Hillridge First Baptist Church. His mother passed out after crying and screaming the whole time. His father kept his face in his hands almost the whole time, crying silently. Britt looked sick the whole time, and tears were streaming down her face. She was holding Skye Marie in her arms. Many people thought she should have left Skye Marie with a babysitter. But Britt said that her baby had only had two weeks with her father; she wasn't going to make her miss any of the little bit of time she had left.
Gordo, Miranda, and I were there; we stuck together, and stood by Britt. Kate was there too; we were all cordial to each other, and when Kate broke down and cried, I hugged her and she sobbed on my shoulder. Kate isn't that bad once you get to know her. We haven't truly become friends yet, but for Britt's sake, we're friendlier and friendlier as the days go by. Kate and the rest of us spend time with Britt, helping her out with Skye and just being there for her. But we also give her space. We know it's hard for her to lose the guy she loved so soon. But the Kesslers find consolation in spending time with Britt and Skye Marie; they're the only two things they have left of Danny.
I never turned in my Romeo and Juliet essay. The teacher gave me a three day extension on it, because she knew how close I was to Danny. But I still didn't do it. So my GPA turned out to be a 3.75. I had gotten an A in all my classes except English, in which I got a B. I was counting on that essay to pull me up to an A so that I could have a perfect 4.0 GPA. But I don't really care about my GPA anymore. Things like that seem stupid after having a friend die.
Gordo is coming over my house in ten minutes. He said he needed to talk to me. I guess it's going to be about the weird way I had been acting whenever Arielle's around. Since Danny died, I had stopped that completely. But I guess he still wanted to know why. I like Gordo. I finally admitted it to myself. I know now, after seeing Danny die, life's to short to keep pointless secrets. It's time for me to tell Gordo.
Sorry it came out kind of….. about death. I hadn't really meant for Danny to die. I just kind of did it. REVIEW. And I think the next chapter will be the last.