Here comes Chapter 6! Thanks for all my reviewers for leaving comments about the last chapter, I really love reading them. On to this chapter, which is drama filled, like the previous chapter. WARNING: This chapter might be quiet emotional.
Chapter 6:
Mitchie just sat there, dumbfounded by the news. Mrs. Martin was sobbing so hard that it hurt her. Finally, tears filled her eyes as the news sinked into her. Fighting back the tears, she bit her lower lip. Her best friend since she was young was dead. Bitter tears glistened on her eyelashes as she remembered all the times they shared together.
Mitchie broke down and sobbed sorrowfully. She let all her tears flow. Mrs. Martin pulled her into a comforting hug. Both just cried their hearts out. Miss Fleming came back in and sighed at the sight before her. She handed them both Kleenexes and drinks. Soon, their sobs subsidized.
"But... how... why?" Mitchie chocked out, anxious to know every detail. Mrs. Martin dug her hand into her handbag and produced a letter. She placed it into Mitchie's hands. "Before Sierra died, she told me to pass you this letter. Everything that you need to know is in there." She explained.
Mitchie nodded, still stunned by the fact that her friend had left the world. She stuffed the letter in her pocket and suddenly, something clicked in her mind. "When is the funeral? I want to be there." Mitchie inquired. Both Miss Fleming and Mrs. Martin looked at one another, wanting the other party to speak up first.
After a moment of silence, Mrs. Martin began speaking. "I don't know how to tell you this Mitchie, but you won't be going to the funeral." She said. Mitchie's eyes went as wide as tomatoes as she waited for the explanation.
"We have talked to your parents about this matter Mitchie. This news has stunned you a lot. The funeral will just make you feel worse and we don't want this incident to affect your studies." Miss Fleming added, her soft eyes gazing at the girl. "But..." Mitchie begin but was cut off.
"Mitchie, we know what we are doing. But you can donate a last gift for Sierra, if you like." Mrs. Martin said gently. Mitchie nodded slowly and pulled out her wallet, fishing out a picture of Sierra and herself. "May I borrow a pen?" She asked Miss Fleming, who handed a fountain one to her.
Mitchie flipped the picture to the back and wrote a few words on it.
Sierra, I am sorry I can't see you to your grave. You have been a great friend for the past 18 years of my life and I really appreciate your friendship. I will remember you, always.
Mitchie.
Wiping a few tears from her eyes, Mitchie gave the picture to Mrs. Martin. "Please put this in the coffin beside Sierra." She requested. "Of course I will dear. And please, stay strong, I know you can." Mrs. Martin replied, giving Mitchie a motherly hug. "Thanks Miss Fleming, Mrs. Martin." Mitchie said.
"When and where is the funeral Mrs. Martin?" Mitchie asked suddenly, an idea forming in her mind. "It will be held on the 25th of January, next Sunday at the church in the next town." Mrs. Martin responded. Mitchie had all the information she needed; now she just had to plan out her idea.
"You can go Mitchie. I am sure your friends must be extremely worried." Miss Fleming spoke up. Mitchie gave a small beam at the headmistress, said her goodbyes to Mrs. Martin and dashed out.
But Mitchie didn't go back to the common room instantly. Instead, she ran to the rooftop garden of the school, which was deserted at the point of time. The silence and dim light was the best place to let out all her emotions.
Mitchie settled herself on one of the benches and cried like she never cried before. Her heart ached in pain as she thought of the fights they have been though and the moments they shared.
The tears soaked her shirt but she didn't even care. Mitchie buried her face in her hands and let out more tears of sorrow. Out of a sudden, she remembered the letter in her pocket and took it out. The front of the envelop was scrawled in Sierra's neat writing. With shaking hands, she tore it open.
A keychain dropped out of the envelop and onto the floor with a soft thud. The sound scared Mitchie out of her wits and she jumped. Picking the key chain up, she took a good look at it. On it was the very same picture she had given to Mrs. Martin but it was much smaller.
A contented smile crept onto her face and she unfolded the letter, squinting to read in the dim light.
12th January.
Dear Mitchie,
By the time you read this letter, I would be gone from this world. I am sure you are very curious on what happened to me. But before I start, I want you to know that you have been a wonderful friend and I enjoyed your company so much. Congratulations on the engagement with Shane. Both of you belong together.
I shall not beat about the bush and get to the point right? The truth is, I have cancer. It is incurable for me and the doctor said I have only a month to live. I was diagnosed on 15th December. This means I will pass away 3 days after this letter is written. Mitchie, I am horned to be you friend in this 18 years. Though I have a short-lived life, I am sure that I will past away with no regrets at all. This is god's decision, we all can't help it.
But I have only one request for you. Once you and Shane get married and have children, I wish to be the godmother of you second child. I understand that Caitlyn and Ella will be the first child's godmother so I would like to be the godmother for the second. I will bestow a gift for the child from heaven and watch over him or her like my own child.
Please Mitchie, carry on with life. Don't crumble because of me. You are talented and I am sure you have a bright future ahead of you. The key chain which I have placed in the envelop will be a remembrance of me for you. In this letter, I wish you all the best in life, and farewell forever, my dear best friend.
I will remember you, always and forever.
Yours Sincerely,
Sierra Annie Martin.
After reading the letter, Mitchie felt more tears brimming in her eyes. Sierra would get her final wish. She just sat there for at least half an hour, thinking about her dearest friend Sierra.
Meanwhile...
While all the events were happening, the girls of 6B were pacing up and down the common room restlessly. All were worried about what was going on in the headmistress's office. "... What if she will be expelled, or..." Chelsea was cut off by Tori. "For heaven sake Chelsea, stop it. You are scaring all of us." She chided.
Caitlyn was trying to relax herself by listening to some music. But her mind always wondered back to what Mitchie was doing. Ella was also having the same problem. Valerie glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already 9.05pm. They would have to go to bed in 45 minutes.
Everyone was so immerse in their thoughts that they didn't noticed that Mitchie left her cell phone in the common room. They all jolted up in fright when her cell phone started ringing. All of them stopped what they were doing and looked at the direction of the sound.
Caitlyn and Ella stood up and went to Mitchie's cell phone. "It is Shane." Ella said, glancing at the screen. Their friends all sat up in excitement and their eyes widened. "As in Shane Grey?" Alexia half shrieked half squealed. Ella motioned them to be quiet while Caitlyn answered the phone.
"Hey Shane." She said calmly. On the other line, Shane was quite surprised that Caitlyn was answering Mitchie's phone. "Umm... Hey Caitlyn, is Mitchie around?" He inquired. Caitlyn shook her head, then remembering that Shane could not see her, replied. "No, she is at the headmistress's office." She announced.
Shane was once again stunned. "Why? What happened?" He shouted. "Relax Shane, nothing is going to happen, she will be back soon." As if on cue, the common room door creaked open and Mitchie walked in, her eyes never leaving her shoes.
Caitlyn beamed a little. "Hold on Shane, she is back." Caitlyn told Shane. She tapped Mitchie on the shoulder and indicated to the phone. Shane. She mouthed. Mitchie cracked a small smiled but shook her head and sat down on a chair without a word.
Caitlyn and Ella were both extremely puzzled. Whatever Miss Fleming had told her must have affected her. They exchanged looks with the other 6B girls. "Shane, she will have to call you back, goodnight." She said quickly and hung up, despite Shane's questioning.
"So, what did Miss Fleming tell you Mitch?" Wilma asked. Mitchie kept quiet, but a few tears were visible in her eyes, which was already very red. Concern for Mitchie, her friends all crowed around her, firing questions about what happened in the headmistress's office.
Mitchie badly wanted to tell her friends what was going on, but she didn't want to draw unnecessary attention. So, she kept her mouth close. "Sweetie, if you don't want to tell us, it is okay. But we are there for you." Brynn said softly. Mitchie forced out a smile, but knew her friends were dying for information.
She felt bad on doing that, but she could not help it. Before any more questions could be asked, Miss Jenks came in. "Enough gossip for today girls, time to get ready for bed." She announced and went away. Grateful, Mitchie was the first one out of the room, wanting some personal space.
Her friends stared at the place where Mitchie was a moment ago. "Something is bothering Mitchie." Caitlyn finally said. The 6B girls agreed. "She is just upset about something. She will open up to us by tomorrow morning." Malory reassured her friends. "I hope so." Gaby spoke up, voicing what everyone was thinking.
They all went to their separate dorm rooms. When Caitlyn and Ella got there, Mitchie had already climbed onto her bed, sighing. "Goodnight Caitlyn, Ella." She mumbled, before sleep overcame her. Caitlyn and Ella exchanged worried looks. Hopefully, what Malory said will be real.
Unfortunately, Malory was wrong. During breakfast the next morning, Mitchie still clamped up like... clamps. She didn't say anything during breakfast at all, let alone on what happened the night before. Mitchie was lost in her own world, not responding when her friends asked questions.
Because of her behavior, her friends worried even more. Not even the jokes Jenna said made a crack even a tiny smile. At last neither Priya nor Chelsea could take her silence any longer. Excusing themselves 10 minutes before breakfast ends, they went straight to the headmistress office, hoping Miss Fleming could shed some light on Mitchie's weird behavior.
Priya rapped on the headmistress's door lightly. "Come in." Miss Fleming's voice called out. The 2 6B girls went in. Miss Fleming was busy writing something, but placed her pen down. "Hello Priya, Chelsea. What can I do for you?" She queried.
"Miss Fleming, sorry for interrupting, but we hope you could help us." Chelsea responded. The headmistress's eyes were on them, indicating she was waiting for them to continue. "Mitchie has been very distant after the meeting with you last night. She barely spoke. We were just wondering, what happened?" Priya said.
Miss Fleming sighed deeply. Maintaining eye contact with both girls, she spoke to them with seriousness in her voice. "I am so sorry girls, but I can't help you with that. The matter concerns Mitchie. I can't tell you, it has to come from Mitchie herself."
"But..." Priya and Chelsea protested. However, Miss Fleming held up her hand, wanting no more discussion of the matter. "I am sorry girls. But all I can say is that Mitchie will tell you when she is ready. Now hurry and go to class or you will be late." She told them.
Chelsea and Priya could sense the sadness in the headmistress's voice so they went out without a protest.
Of course, everyone thought that as the days went by, Mitchie would open up to them. But they were mistaken. Each girl in the form had tried their very best to do that, but Mitchie still bottled up her feelings inside her. They also approached teachers and other schoolmates but found out nothing to explain Mitchie's situation.
Mitchie barely even talked now. The teachers always caught her daydreaming in classes and some other stuff. She brushed off her friend's words of concern, thinking she was doing the right thing. The rooftop garden was a place she often visited after classes; it was very calm and relaxing there, enabling Mitchie to think clearly.
Lately, Mitchie even ignored phone calls and text messages. Shane was seriously desperate and concerned for his fiancée and left her dozens of messages. But Mitchie never answered them. Caitlyn and Ella couldn't find a clue after searching Mitchie's side of the room.
Mitchie didn't even hang out with her friends anymore. She always disappeared after classes and her friends never found her. Could they get the old Mitchie back and to open up to them?
Sort of a cliffhanger. I know I am being quite mean about this stuff, but I cannot help it. Don't worry, Mitchie will open up to her friends soon, after more drama! Anyways, please read and review. Comments and ideas will be greatly appreciated as I am running out of them.
Stay tuned for Chapter 7, with a huge amount of friendship, drama and maybe a pinch of romance!
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