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Chapter 2: A Way To Communicate
Jake slammed the door behind him and made his way to the stairs. His family was in the kitchen, having dinner. Mrs. Long called out to him.
"Jake, honey. Are you hungry? For dinner we have-"
She was cut off by the slamming of Jake's bedroom door. She shrugged.
"I guess he's not hungry."
Jake tflopped down onto the bed and let out a sad sigh.
He looked over at the picture on his dresser. Rose had left it for him when she transferred to a different school. It was of the two of them together at the school dance.
Jake got up off his bed and picked up the picture. He looked at it. They looked so happy in this picture. That was before he had learned the terrible truth about her. She was Huntsgirl. Later, he had been forced to reveal his identity to her, and she'd run away from him. Now this picture was theonly think he had left to remember her by.
Jake felt a tear drop trickle down his cheek. Then another and another. He just couldn't help it. He missed Rose so much! If only there were some way for him to talk to her! He lay down on his bed, thinking and staring at the picture of the smiling two.
Suddenly Jake had a thought. Maybe there was a way for him to contact Rose! He jumped off his bed and started rummaging in his closet. He finally found it. His phone book! Then he sat on his bed, flipping the pages furiously until he came to the R's. Jake looked carefully on the page and finally found Rose's name. It had her old adress, old phone number and...AHA! Her e-mail adresss!
Jake let out a whoop of joy! He had a way to communicate with Rose! Maybe if she replied, he'd be able to pursway her to come back to Millard Middle School! Maybe, just maybe! Jake excitedly sat down at his computer and opened his e-mail. He clicked "Compose" and then started to type..