Rolling In The Deep
Lizzie ran up to her room in an angry march up to her bedroom as soon as she got home. "Come on Liz, what did I do?" Edwin shrugged, throwing his hands up in the air in frusturation. Liz was angry at Edwin for some reason, and he couldn't figure out why. Nora looked at Ed, with a questioning look. He just shrugged to Nora and headed up to Lizzie's bedroom. He knocked on the door, after hearing a 'don't come in!' angrily he just opened the door and walked in. "I said don't come in, you idiot!" She threw a pillow at Edwin, and shoved her face in her pillow.
"Liz, come on, what did I do?" Edwin sat on her bed, just to be shoved off by a surprisingly strong Lizzie.
"You know what you did, Edwin! I SAW you locking lips with Michelle in the cafeteria!" Edwin looked at her confused. "I wasn't IN the cafeteria, Liz, I was in detention. I thought you knew that. I thought I told you."
"You're lying. Who was that then? Your evil twin?"
"I don't know!"
"Just leave. Right now. Before you regret it."
Edwin sighed, leaving the bedroom. He honestly didn't know what Lizzie was talking about. He knew that Lizzie and Michelle didn't like eachother, but what caused Liz to be so upset? It's not like the first time she had seem him and Michelle together.
Meanwhile in Liz's room, Casey had forced Lizzie to speak with her and tell her what's wrong.
"Well, Edwin was groping Michelle in the middle of the cafeteria, and now he's telling me he didn't do it and he was in detention. He doesn't have a right to do that, I saw him there, and he KNOWS how much I dislike Michelle!"
Casey put a resurring hand on her back and sighed. "Well, maybe he was telling the truth. Why are you so upset over him?"
Lizzie sighed, looking over at her older sister, "I told you already. Edwin's one of my best friends, and the fact that he's dating my enemy sucks."
"Well, who said anything about him dating her?"
Lizzie paused.
"Do you like Edwin?"
"No, he's my stepbrother. That would be incest."
"Well, you two aren't blood related."
"Casey, I don't really want to discuss this." Lizzie got up off of her bed, and into the bathroom. She quickly wiped any trace of tears and ran downstairs.
"Edwin, why were you throwing spit balls at the substitude teacher?" George looked at his son in dismay, his hand
"It was a dare!"
Lizzie stayed for the conversation, until Edwin looked over at the staircase, and Lizzie sprinting up the stairs. She ran down the hallway, and into the games closet, mentally cursing herself for assuming it was him. She jumped when the door was open, and the person who opened the door was wide eyed. It was Edwin.
"E-Edwin, I'm sorry."
"Apology accepted. And what were you doing, spying on me. Wow. I'm really rubbing off on you."
She playfully pushed the boy and giggled. She then rested her head on his shoulder, and they just enjoyed the peaceful silence that Games Closet gave them.