Chapter Five (A/N: There are going to be some Dumb Blonde cracks in this chapter, so please do not get offended by them if you are blonde. This is only a reference to stuck-up Bridget)
Kimi shuffled miserably down the faded path, thoughts clogging up her baffled mind. She had no clue where the true Lil had gone-instead she was faced with flakey and gregarious Lil. This wasn't the Lil who had shared her passion of music with Kimi, who had drooled over the teen idols in Kimi's endless magazines ages ago. This was a dissimilar Lil-a Lil that Kimi was unfamiliar with.
She had observed, however, that Lil had taken more of a penchant to Tommy lately. It made her under par because not only was Lil backstabbing her, but worse yet, she knew Kimi's weakest secret. That Kimi had been desperately in love with Tommy for the last five years. And he was totally oblivious to it.
It had begun when they were just approaching their pre-teens. Tommy and Kimi had consumed many infinite hours together. Then, one solitary dusk, she had gazed into his deep eyes and felt something different for Tommy-something much profound than friendship. She had then realized that her relationship with Tommy had evolved-and she had since admired him from afar.
She swiftly trudged into the sparkling mess hall with ease, and plopped down at a vacant seat. Girls were murmuring around her, and she caught a glimpse of Lil. Instead of sitting with Bridget's friends, the two were perched next to Tommy, Chuckie, and Phil! She was shocked-and she intrepidly approached the content group.
"Hey, guys, what's up?" Kimi wondered, lively.
"Nothing. Come take a seat next to me," Tommy volunteered willingly, and hauled a chair out for Kimi. Bridget and Lil glared jealously.
"So, Kimi, what are you doing here? I thought you were planning to sit with those other girls," Bridget stated, restless to convince Kimi to abscond.
"Nope, I wasn't. Only a dumb blonde would think that," Kimi vigorously taunted.
"Now, you guys. Chill it out! Please!" Chuckie uttered, severing the fight.
"Fine," Bridget muttered, infuriated.
"Just behave for once in you life, Kimi," Lil murmured.
Kimi was shocked to hear these words come out of her best friend's mouth. Lil had only known Bridget for, what, forty-eight hours? And here she was acting stiff with her best friend. In utter disbelief, Kimi's hand whipped across Lil's cheek in a livid force. Lil paced back and gazed into the eyes that belonged to Kimi. With this urge, she yanked Kimi's wrist, heaving the girl to the floor. With an angry blow, Kimi stormed out of the mess hall, and slammed the door piercingly.
"What a bitch," Bridget stated.
"Totally," Lil concurred, feeling her swollen cheek.
"I'm going to go find her. The weather's acting up again," Phil announced, and sprinted over to the door.
"Be careful, Phil!" Chuckie worriedly cried.
"I will!" Phil hollered back, and with that, his shoes glided across the chunky mud.
A Few Minutes Later…
As thunder crashed in the distance, concerns were filling Phil's mind. Where on earth had Kimi loped to in such a rage? The weather was spiteful, and it was spitting mad at this moment. It wasn't a time for Kimi to have a nervous breakdown, right in the middle of a tornado. He paced the land, and his eyes were keen for spotting Kimi. He was absolutely determined to find her, even if it eradicated him in the end.
"Kimi, you got to come out!" Phil shouted. "It's me, Phil! Where are you?"
The thunder roared in the distance as Phil investigated for Kimi. She was his best friend, the one who had always positioned herself by him in time of must. And now she desperately necessitated him. His thoughts revived his mind. The time his dog had disappeared, the incident where he had been dumped by his girlfriend, when he was defeated in that vital soccer game, she had loyally comforted him.
He stumbled around the path and his eyes hunted the area vigilantly. He comprehended that Kimi would most likely be concealed here. Astonishing, he heard a rustle. He crept over to the musty pine tree that overpowered the campsite. There Kimi huddled, tears streaming down her dejected face. Phil reached out for her, but instead she smacked him away. He stumbled back in alarm, and scrutinized her ramble into the violent rain. There she went, parting him unaccompanied in the obscurity.