Joe-
I licked my lips before I knocked. Danny did say it was this house, right? I told myself. I knocked. The door swung open and a girl smiled at me.
"Is um", I forgot her name again.
I stared at the girl.
"Your sister home?", I finally asked.
She rolled her eyes.
"Her name's Christina", she said.
"Right", I nodded.
She opened the door wider. Gesturing for me to come in. I stepped in. Her house was the same size as mine.
"I'll get her", she said.
I nodded. I've picked on this girl for a while, yet I never memorized her name or even knew she lived down the street from me. Maybe I just pushed it out of my mind. A few seconds later she came back.
"Her room is the last one on the right", the girl said, before walking away.
I didn't know what to do. I finally went towards the hall. Knocking softly on the door. It opened. She was surprised to see me.
"I, your bag", I said, holding it out to her.
"Oh thanks", she said, taking it.
"Your sister said she was going to call you", I said.
"She didn't tell me. What did you do to make her mad? She only does that to make you feel uncomfortable", she said.
"Well I don't feel uncomfortable", I said with a smile, even though I totally felt uncomfortable.
"Yes you are. I can tell", she said.
I sighed. She had a pleased smile on her face.
"I just came to drop off your bag, Mr. Anderson asked me too", I said.
She nodded.
"I'll see you in class tomorrow", I said.
"Sure", she smiled.
She walked me to her front door.
"Goodnight Joe and thanks again", she said.
"Anytime. Goodnight Christina", I said.
"You remembered", she giggled.
I chuckled.
"I guess I did. Finally right", I said.
I gave her a wave. Getting home, my mom was in the kitchen. I sat down.
"How was practice?", she asked.
"Tiring", I said.
She smiled.
"Why did you go to the Mathews place?", she asked.
"Mr. Anderson wanted me to drop off Christina's bag. She left it, I guess she had to go home", I said.
"Yeah I remember her. You two have been in the same classes since kindergarten. You always got in trouble for pulling her hair", she laughed.
Stopping what she was doing.
"You didn't pull her hair did you?", she asked.
I chuckled.
"No", I said.
"Such a sweet girl", she said.
"I don't remember having her sophomore year. She left after Christmas break freshmen year. It was strange, then she just shows up again for junior year", I said.
My mom nodded.
"She got sick and had to miss out. I guess she's better now", she said.
I nodded.
"Well I'm going to my room", I said.
Going to my room I laid in bed. Thinking, trying to remember all the times I've seen her or heard her. Well more like picked on her. Falling asleep.
Christina-
Getting up and dressed. I went into the kitchen. My parents stared at me, along with my sister and two older brothers.
"What?", I asked.
"Maybe you should stay home. After what happened yesterday", I stopped my mom.
"I told all of you, I don't want to live my life in a hospital, not able to go outside or see my friends. Its my Senior year. Please", I said softly to them.
My mom started crying. My dad comforting her.
"Would you like me to drive you to school?", my brother Jesse asked.
I nodded. There was a knock at the front door. My brother Isaac went to answer it. Coming back, I looked to see Joe behind him.
"Hi Joe", my mom said, wiping her cheeks.
"Hi Mrs. Mathews. My mom said thank you for the cookies and she wanted me to return your container", he said.
"Thank you", she said, taking it from him.
He looked at me.
"I was wondering, would you like a ride? Seeing as we're going to the same place", he said.
"Oh, sure", I said.
I picked my bag up, Joe stopped me and took it from my hands.
"I'll take this", he said.
"Thanks", I said.
My mom grabbed my arm softly. I looked at her.
"Call me or your brothers if you, feel sick again", she said, glancing at Joe.
I nodded.
"I know", I said.
She kissed my forehead. Getting outside and into Joe's car, he eyed me.
"Your family's really worried about you", he said.
"Yeah, too worried", I said.
I was hoping he wouldn't ask why. He didn't.
"So, apparently we've been in each others lives since we were kids", he said.
"Yeah, since kindergarten you've picked on me", I said.
He chuckled.
"You noticed huh", he turned to look at me.
"Its kinda hard not to when you push me or tug on my hair", I said, looking out the window.
"I don't push you. I lightly tap you and your hair is too soft not to play with. I like running my fingers through it", he said, his eyes meeting mine.
"Please don't tell me you're about to tell me you're in love with me", I said playfully.
"You should be so lucky", he said with a smirk.
"No sweetheart, you should be so lucky", I said.
He nodded.
"You don't think I'll have you on your knees begging for me", he said.
I laughed.
"You wish", I said.
Joe-
I bit my lip, I do actually wish that. I couldn't help but look over at her.
"What?", she asked.
"My car's gonna smell like strawberries now", I said.
"What?", she asked confused.
I swallowed hard, I couldn't believe I said that out loud.
"What?", I asked back.
She shook her head before looking back out the window.