A/N: Hey everyone! Thank you so much for the views, follows, faves, and reviews (here and on twitter)! Anyway, here's the third chapter.. Enjoy! =)
CHAPTER 3: Milkshake
Today's the 4th of July. Our other neighbors, the Warrens, who live beside the Heffleys, threw a big party for the entire street. Of course my parents forced me to go with them. I guess they wanted to meet some other neighbors or something.
I wasn't choosy with clothes so I just wore a presentable white, knee-length dress. I put on my sandals and wore some accessories. I just combed my hair because I didn't feel like tying it up.
I went downstairs where my mom and dad were waiting. We went outside and started walking to the Warrens' place.
When we entered their backyard, there were so much people. There was also a big rectangle cake designed with the flag of America.
"Go on meet some new friends. We'll be meeting some neighbors too," my mom told me. After that, she went off with dad to talk to some neighbors.
Just as they left, a kind lady, who I guess is Mrs. Warren, offered me a milkshake, so I just took one. I looked around and saw Mr. Heffley talking to this bigger guy, who was working on some grilled burgers. I don't really care what they're talking about so I looked away and saw someone familiar.
Rodrick was talking about something suspicious to his brother. Then I saw him stuffing a slice of cake in his mouth using his hands. That was very gross.
I just leaned on a nearby table while people went chatting around here and there. I was trying to finish my milkshake when someone spoke to me.
"What's up, Prescott?"
I looked up. I wasn't sure if Rodrick was talking to me or to someone else. "You're talking to me?" I asked.
"You're the only one in front of me, right?"
"Haha, okay. First of all, my last name's Preston. Not Prescott. You can call me April. And yeah, hello."
"Naahh. I prefer to call you Prescott-"
"It's PRESTON, were you listening?"
"Whatever, Prescott. Anyway, how old are ya?" he said as he grabbed my milkshake and finished it all up for himself. He raised his eyebrows, waiting for my answer to his question, while I just glared at him.
"Why the heck did you grab my milkshake?! I was about to finish that!"
"I was thirsty. And you should thank me because I finished it for you," he said, a smirk spreading across his face.
"Did you realize you could just get a milkshake there?!" I pointed to the table nearby where a tray of milkshakes was placed.
He looked at the table and said, "Too lazy to do so. But thanks for the milkshake." He winked and gave a devilish smile.
"You're not welcome, Heffley," I gave a death stare and walked away.
'Ugh. Stupid, annoying Heffley…Called me Prescott, stole my milkshake…" I was muttering these stuff in my mind when I suddenly bumped into someone. "Oh my, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to-"
"No, it's okay! Hi! My name's Claire," the girl smiled and reached out her hand.
"April," smiled and we shook hands. It was nice to meet someone friendly and normal. Unlike the other one I've just spoken to.
"How come I haven't seen you here before?" she asked, her smile still evident on her face.
"We just moved in a few days ago."
"Oh really? Welcome to Plainview! How are you adjusting so far?" we started walking while keeping up the conversation.
"I'm okay. Still missing my old home, though."
"Well, I'm sure you'll be able to cope up in no time. Hey, let's hang out sometime. Maybe go to the mall or something?"
"Yeah sure! It would be lovely for someone to show me around. But I'm only available on weekends because my mom got me a summer job at the country club.."
"At the country club? Wow this is a coincidence! My friends and I have a summer job there too!"
"Really? That's great! I'm going to start tomorrow."
"That'd be cool! I'll introduce you to my friends."
"Thanks," I smiled. She's really friendly.
"Claire~!" a lady called out. She must be Claire's mom.
"Gotta go, April. See ya tomorrow!" Claire waved goodbye.
"Bye!" I waved back then went to find my parents.
At least I found a kind friend today…