Chapter Four
Ellie was working on her homework when Marco came into her house.
"You should just move in Marco. You practically live here as it is."
"And you should tell Craig how you feel!"
"Marco! You know I can't do that. Ash just broke up with him. I'm not going to jump right in and be a rebound for Craig. Not happening."
"Grow up Ellie. I'm not saying sleep with the guy!"
"Marco!"
"Sorry. I'm just saying, you can't keep going on like this. It's going to tear you up inside and then where will you be?"
"Late for practice."
"Yes, late for . . . No. Not late for practice."
"Yes. We're late for band practice."
Ellie and Marco ran out of the house and down the street towards Craig's garage. Just as Craig closed the door they ran in.
"You guys! Ellie I thought I told you not to be late!" Craig said to Ellie. She just looked at him like she was going to cry. Marco saw this and came to her rescue.
"It's not Ellie's fault! It was mine. She's the one who saw we'd be late." Marco told him.
"Well let's just get started. Jimmy?"
"Yeah?"
"Let's get into position."
Jimmy rolled his wheelchair to where he sits for practice. Ellie got behind the drum set and they started playing. After an hour and a half of playing, Joey came down and complained that the neighbors were yelling because of the noise. They ended practice then, and Ellie ran out of the garage, unable to fight the urge to kiss Craig. She could hardly concentrate on their music.
"What is wrong with that girl?" Craig thought out loud.
"Dude! Open your eyes. She likes you! You and your hand signals!" Marco exclaimed.
"What? Yeah, right." Craig retorted.
"Seriously, haven't you noticed?" Jimmy spoke up.
"No, I haven't noticed. I've been with Ash. Remember?"
"Well, she likes you. But she hasn't wanted to tell you. So don't go saying anything to her." Jimmy told him as he left.
"Don't go breaking her heart, either. She's had too much heartbreak already in her life." Marco said as he left.
Craig sat down, unable to think. Had he really been that blind? Could Marco and Jimmy be telling the truth? He sat and thought for many hours.