A/N- ugh ok so I just re-read everything, and I'm really sorry about all the spelling/grammar mistakes. I have to write these chapters really late at night, because its pretty much the only time I can get the computer, so that's why there's so many mistakes. Sorry.
Teddy and I started walking down the road to the tree house. He was being really quiet, which I was thankful for. I really didn't want to be around people right now, but I need friends, so I have to hang out with them. Anyway, I kept thinking about everything that just happened. It was weird, like I didn't want to think about it, because I knew I would start crying, but I couldn't concentrate on anything else.
"Listen, are you sure you're ok?" Teddy asked all of a sudden. I guess he could tell that I still wasn't in the best mood.
"Yeah. I'm fine." I said, trying to sound convincing, but failing miserably.
Teddy didn't push it though. I think that's one of things I like the most about him, well, judging from the whole day I've known him for. I don't know, he just seems like the kind of person who understands, and can tell when to leave someone alone. Anyway, we walked the rest of the way in silence. I was trying to cheer myself up, so when we got there, everyone wouldn't start asking a thousand questions.
We got to the tree house a couple minutes later. Teddy did the weird knock thing again, this time I asked him about it, though.
"So what's up with the crazy complicated knock?" I asked, in an overly happy voice, which sounded incredibly fake.
"Um, it's just this thing we do. We've done it our whole lives, it's kind of just a habit though." He said, laughing, "But Vern always forgets it, so we make fun of him for it, which is always fun."
"Oh." I said, laughing a little. Then Chris opened the door and we both went inside.
"Hey guys." Teddy said.
"So, what are you guys doing?" I asked.
"Not sure yet, we were waiting for you guys to get here to decide." Gordie said.
"Oh, sorry we're late." I said to Gordie. He didn't seem to like me too much, I wasn't sure why, I don't think I did anything to him. But I was trying to be extra nice to him anyway.
"Its ok, Vern just got here like a half a second ago, too." Chris said, laughing at Vern.
"It wasn't my fault. I told Billy to tell me when it was quarter to one. It's not my fault he never told me." Vern said, trying to defend himself.
"Billy is Vern's brother," Chris told me, "Vern, when are you going to give up on those pennies. You wouldn't have been late if you weren't looking for them."
"What pennies?" I asked. I didn't really care though; I was just trying to be involved in the conversation.
"Two years ago, Vern buried this jar of pennies under his porch, and then he forgot where he buried them, after his mom threw out the map he made." Teddy said.
"Oh, that sucks. I'm sorry Vern." I said laughing. I could totally see Vern doing something like that.
"Uh, anyway, what do you guys want to do?" Gordie said. He sounded really annoyed. God, why does he hate me so much? It's not like I knew about the pennies. Whatever, I think I'm going to ask Teddy about it later, maybe he told him why he hates me.
"Hey, I got an idea. Let's go to the diner." Vern said, a little too excitedly.
"Ok, but just because of lack of anything better to do." Chris said
"Alright, let's go." Vern said, wow this kid must really like the diner or something, it was cute though.
We started walking to the diner, which I have no idea where it is, or how far it is, but whatever. I stayed towards the back, behind everybody. Teddy slowed down, and I caught up with him. I really wanted to ask him about Gordie, but its not like you can just go up to someone you just met, and be like "Hey how come your best friend hates me?" Well I guess you could, but I don't know, I just felt weird about it.
"So, where's this diner?" I asked instead.
"Down the road, we'll be there in five minutes." He said.
"What's going on with you and Gordie." He asked. Wow, talk about reading someone's mind.
"Uh, I don't know. Why?" I asked.
"He's being really rude to you, and you're like going out of your way to be nice." He said.
"I don't know, I just feel like he hates me or something, I mean, I don't think I did anything to make him not like me, but if I did I'm sorry." I said, I hate when I make people not like me.
"You want me to try to find out?" he asked.
"Oh my God, yes." I said, a little to fast.
"Ok." He said, laughing at me.
When we got to the diner, there was practically no one there. We sat down at a table by the door. I was between Teddy and Vern, and Gordie and Chris were across from us. When the waitress came, they all ordered the same thing: root beers. I decided to be different, and got a diet coke. The whole time we were there, Gordie just seemed annoyed with me, like he didn't want me there. After about an hour, I got really sick of it, if he didn't want me there, then I would leave.
"Hey I gotta go you guys. Um we can hang out tomorrow right?"
"Hell yeah." Chris said, like it was obvious and I was like stupid for even asking that.
"Ok bye guys." I said.
"Bye." Vern and Gordie replied.
"Wait, I'll walk you home, my mom wanted me to come home like a half hour ago anyway." He said laughing.
We talked mostly about Gordie on the way home. He said that he noticed all the tension between us at the diner, and I told him that was why I left. He kept going on about how Gordie's never like that, and how he's normally the nicest out of all of them. When we go to my house, I said goodbye to him, and he asked if I wanted to hang out with him tonight. Not like a date or anything, he made that quite clear. I kind of figured he still wanted to know about what happened before. He told me he'd pick me up at like eight. I was ok with it. I mean he's really hot; I'd be crazy to not want to hang out with just him.
When I went inside, I saw Brooke sitting on the couch.
"Hey. Where have you been all day?" I asked.
"When I woke up I decided to walk around, and try to figure this place out." She said.
"Oh, how'd it go?" I asked.
"It was alright. I met this girl, and I went over to her house and hung out there all day." She said, getting bored with the conversation.
"Oh. Who is she?" I asked, not really caring.
"Tara Merrill." She answered.