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30 minutes later:

I was sitting in the backseat of Dave's car squished in between Eleanor and the window. I didn't pay the slightest bit of attention to anyone. No one spoke to me, and I spoke to no one. You'd think that I'd be so happy that school's over, but no. The chipmunks and my sisters were talking and laughing with glee. I, on the other hand, was just sitting there in silence with a I-just-saw-a-ghost look drawn on my face and all I could think about is that humiliating moment of my life. It kept replaying in my mind over and over, and over again, in disbelief that it actually happened. Why did this have to happen to me? Why?!

"Jeanette, Jeanette, Jeanette," I heard someone call. I instantly looked up and it was Dave. Everybody was already out of the car.

"Jeanette, we're here now. You can get out of the car," Dave said as he woke me up from my disturbing thoughts.

I scooted out of the car and my feet tapped the floor. As I was pushing the door closed, Dave began to talk.

"Jeanette?"

"Yes, Dave," I asked.

"Everything will be alright, people will forget about it. Don't forget to tell everyone to stick together and I'll pick you up at four.

"Thanks, Dave, bye," I replied.

I slammed the door shut behind me. He began to drive away and I stood there watching the car move farther and farther away.

"JEANEEETTE!" Eleanor yelled. "We're over here!"

Everybody was next to the water fountain with their hands flapping up in the air. I walked as fast as I could with my head held high and my shoulders thrown back. All of a sudden, I felt claws attempting to grab my head. You could never guess what it was! A crow! I turned around and this crazy black bird was cawing and flapping its wings at me. In that moment, I began to scream at the top of my lungs and ran like lightning towards the group. Once I got there, everybody started to crack up so hard that it looked like they were goanna pee their pants. Without warning, a single tear ran down my face. Once again, I ran for it.

I could hear my heels striking the floor. I felt my breath jerking back and forth in my lungs, as if it was being stabbed again and again. I made it all the way into the food court, sat at a table, and threw my hands against my face and wept as hard as I could.

3 minutes later:

Everything around me came to a blur. Today was the most horrible day of my life. Tears were flooded down my face. Seriously, why me? Why does the worst thing possible always happen to me? Why, why, WHY?! Suddenly, I heard foot steps coming my way.

"Hey, stranger."

I'd recognize that voice from anywhere. I looked up and Simon was standing there with a worried look on his face.

"What's wrong," he asked.

"What's wrong?! What do you mean, 'what's wrong' you know very well what's wrong,"

I sniffled.

"This is the worst day of my life! First, I fall in front of all the eighth graders, their parents, and the school faculty and they have pictures to prove that I am the clumsiest person ever! Then, a bird attacks me at the mall! And, to top it all off, you were laughing at me. I'd expect that from Alvin, but from you?!"

"I'm sorry Jean. It was just that….I'm sorry… I truly am," he replied, in a sympathetic tone.

"No, you don't, Simon. You have no idea, no idea at all!" I yelled at him.

I stared into his gray eyes hoping he wouldn't notice the tears filling up in my eyes. He extended his arms and held me tightly against his warm chest. Telling me that he's sorry and that everything will be alright. I buried my face into his shoulder and tears were streaming out of my eyes. He swept the hair that was covering my eyes behind my ear and wiped my tears with his thumb. We stared into each other's eyes. He cooped his cold hand around my face. Next thing you know, our faces got closer and closer, and closer. So close our lips almost touched.

"Hey guys, we're going to see a movie, what do you wanna see," Theodore yelled, standing underneath the door entrance.

Great timing Theo…really. We immediately sprang apart. I stood there looking at Simon and his dazzling eyes. What just happened? What just happened?! That whole thing was pretty, not even, sooo weird. All I did was stare. It was just graveyard silent. Overall, it was just plain awkward.

"So, what movie do you want to see?" Alvin and Brittany both said impatiently.

"It doesn't matter to me," Simon answered. "What about you Jeanette?"

"I don't care," I heard myself whisper.

"Are you alright now Jean?" Eleanor asked.

"I am now, thanks for asking," I replied.

4 hours later:

We arrived at the Miller residence and pushed open the door, shouting with glee "Were home Miss Miller!"

Miss Miller was lying on the couch staring at the blaring TV with a bowl of popcorn in her hand. "Oh, hi, girls, how was the mall?" she asked.

"It was fine," Brittany answered.

"How was your day?" I asked.

Several seconds went by and all was silent.

"Uhh, what was that?" She replied.

"How's the cat? I don't have a cat Jeanette!"

Typical. Miss Miller always does this. She really needs to turn up her hearing aid. But, we all love her to death. She loves us as much as we her. No matter what we do, she's always there for us.

RINNNNNNG! RINNNNNNG! RINNNNNNG!

Miss Miller leaned in to pick up the phone. "Good evening, Miller residence," she perkily greeted.

"We'll be up in our room," Eleanor loudly announced.

Up in our room:

When we got up in our room, Brittany whispered "I wonder who Miss Miller is talking to? Lets check!"

"That's an invasion of privacy Britt," I said.

"Don't be such a party pooper Jean," she smirked. "Now be quiet."

She picked up the phone, put it on speaker and everyone stayed silent.

The conversation began, and Miss Miller asked, "So, doctor, what's the update?"

"The lawyer found them, Beatrice," the doctor echoed.

"Okay, good. We don't have much time."

"Did you tell the girls yet?"

"No, not yet, it's not the right time right now."

"I'll have them come in a month. Beatrice?"

"Yes, Doctor?"

"You have to tell them."

" I will. I am waiting for the right moment."

"Okay then, bye."

"Good night."

The phone line went dead. All of us stood there in silence until Brittany gently set the phone down. She became wide eyed and ghostly looking. Eleanor had this worried expression written on her face. I, on the other hand, could hardly breathe. I took off my glasses and wiped the lenses clean with my dress. I placed it back on my face and my eyes became wider and wider. Many things were racing through my head at the moment. Do I like Simon? Does Simon like me? What about Miss Miller? What is wrong with her? Is she sick? Why is a doctor calling her? Who did the lawyer find? What's happening?!

Author's Note: I'm telling you here that birds are evil! They really are. Oh and they almost kissed! Thanks a lot Theo. You ruined the moment. I was even surprised when I wrote it. And, who could have been found? Turning point! Dun-dun-dun! Please review! I accept anonymous reviews!