Cristina will always be right . . . at least in her head that is. She stormed through the park looking for Avery, someone who wouldn't return her calls, only so she could tell him how bad of a friend he was. She didn't realize that it was her who needed to take some friend lessons.

Her hair flew in the air as she walked like a savage, scanning the vicinity for this light eyed boy. She had called him the night before wanting to talk to him but he wouldn't answer. She texted him that night and he never replied back. She walked to his house to see if he was asleep but he was awake and this she knew because all of his bedroom lights were on. He couldn't sleep in the light but couldn't sleep in the dark either and so he had a blue nightlight that almost lit up his whole entire room. She texted him once more as she looked up to his room to see an orange lighting in his room. She saw him walk to his phone through the window, see her text, and ignore it. She was furious but she could not do much because it was late so she saved her anger for the next day.

With her hands balled in fists and spirit animal of a lion she looked. She walked near the garden but he was not there and she continued to look until she saw him in the dog park.

"Hey," she said strongly walking to him. He knew her voice and he slid his head an inch by habit but kept poise as he ignored her. He had taken the morning to walk his many dogs because he needed to clear his head. They woke him up with kisses and in his mind they were the only females who would ever love him.

Hearing her yell to him made him upset more than anything. He grasped the leashes tighter with every moment she came near. He wished at the moment he could leave but one of his dogs were doing their business and he felt it was very rude to pull them. He wouldn't want that to happen to him while he was on the toilet.

"Avery," she finally said tired of mad searching for him. She placed her hand on his shoulder and immediately he shrugged her off. She noticed this and let out a hard sigh. "What is wrong with you today? You've been acting weird since last night. You haven't answered my calls, you've been ignoring my texts, what the hell is your problem?"

He gritted his teeth because she didn't know. He dug into his pocket and fed each one of his dogs a treat, quietly ignoring her.

"What's your problem, Avery? I didn't do anything wrong. Why are you so serious?"

It didn't take him long to be fed up. Slowly without trying to look like a fool he maneuvered the dog leashes so that he could turn around. With anger in his eyes he finally spoke. "Oh I'm sorry. It's probably because I'm not in a Laundry Mat talking to some Red Haired Lucky Charms Guy."

She felt the chattering cold with each word he spoke finally feeling shame in what she had done. Her voice lowered levels as she responded, "How did you know about that?"

"I guess you don't check your phone, Cristina, as much as I did. You sent me a text to meet you at the Laundry Mat near your house. I was there and ironically enough so was Carrot Top."

"No one told you to be there, Avery! My phone made a mistake! You should have waited for my reply before you came! You're always being a creep."

"Oh what so know you're upset? I didn't do anything wrong. You cannot be angry that I'm angry with you. You aren't going to change this on me, Cristina." His jaw clenched as he daringly looked into her eyes. "If you didn't want to be with me then you should have said so, Cristina. All I wanted was to get to know you. You're pulling me along. All I ever wanted was to be your friend."

Cristina thought she was always right… and standing in the park alone she didn't know what was happening. She didn't know what was right anymore.

XX

The same morning Meredith woke up quite early embracing every moment she had before she worked for the fiery maiden. She headed downstairs to the kitchen because her mouth felt quite dry. Sitting in the kitchen was Lexie cutting Bananas into her bowl before pouring in her cereal. Meredith wished her good morning and suddenly a cold sweat began to commence for Lexie. She poured her cereal and her milk while suspiciously watching Meredith.

Meredith poured herself a cup of orange juice as she smiled to Lexie and then double glancing at her to see the suspicious look on her face. "Are you okay Lex? You look really pale."

Her doe eyes opened, hand shaking making the spoon clank against the bowl. Quickly she let the spoon go and placed her hands on her lap, chewing slowly. "Me? Pale," She asked swallowing hard, "It's just probably the cold. You know how I get."

"Hmm," Meredith grunted finally taking a sip of her juice, "You can always turn the heat on… I don't mind." Lexie nodded uncomfortably before Meredith grabbed herself a bowl. She grabbed a banana and sliced it into the bottom of her bowl. "Hey," she said while a thought popped into her head, "How's school going? I don't see you with April and Avery at lunch anymore. Is everything going okay?"

Mouth half open, Lexie tried to think of something clever. She felt the knot in her throat expand as Meredith poured her cereal. She swallowed hard again, "Oh yeah.. I haven't been in school much because I-got-I-got a Co-op Job."

She mashed her cereal around with the milk listening to Lexie and hearing the Co-op Meredith felt relieved, "Really? Me too! What do you have to work at?"

A nervous chuckle which was a cross between a witch and a chipmunk seeped through Lexie's mouth. "Oh really is that right," she looked down with worry in her eyebrows. Stuttering she responded, "I work with old p-people."

"That's good. I work for some tall expensive tramp with her red hair. I don't know but something about her rubs me the wrong way. I start work to—"

Meredith couldn't finish because she guilt ate Lexie alive. She was a girl who was on top of her grades always and being a junior in high school made things worse because she should be preparing for her future but she just couldn't with Mark. She wanted everything in that moment and he was a drug she couldn't resist. Her heart raced being in the same kitchen with her sister, someone who always tells her everything. She hopped out of the kitchen chair and rain upstairs.

"Hey," Meredith shouted to her, "Where you going?"

"I have class today," she responded rather quickly.

Hearing the slam of her door Meredith pouted. "But its Sunday," She murmured to herself mixing her cereal around.