This next chapter is set 3 months after the last. Ray has spent most of her afternoons with the Brockman family. Jake told his mum that Ray was his girlfriend on the second month, and she was quite happy, and didn't freak out about it. Ray's mum stopped interrogating Jake every time he comes over.

Kelly moved house and is now going to some sort of posh private school. Ray now has some actual friends because she stood up to Kelly and Juliet.

I laughed, walking out of the classroom, my two best friends following behind me. "You're really funny Niamh!" I said. She grinned.

"Thanks!" she exclaimed. "So are you ok with me sitting with Jake today?" I asked. They nodded.

"Of course it's fine!" Abigail replied. "He's you boyfriend after all." I smiled. Niamh and Abigail were a lot nicer than...

No. I wouldn't ever think of her again. Not even her name. She left two weeks ago. I wasn't going to see her for a long time. "Bye guys!" I said happily, running down the corridors.

I stopped outside the English classroom. The door burst open, and everyone came pouring out. "Hey!" I yelled, seeing Jake. "C'mon." I said one he got over to me. We headed of down the hallway, to the cafeteria.

The school bell rang, and I quickly stood up from my seat. I was hanging out with Niamh and Abigail today. I had to meet them outside French. I quickly said bye and hugged Jake, before running out of the classroom.

"Hey guys!" I yelled. They both spun round to see me.

"Hi! So whose house are we going to?" Abigail asked.

"Didn't we agree that we're going to Niamh's? Is that still ok?" I asked, turning to Niamh. She nodded. We walked down the corridors, and out of the school, and away.

When I got home that night, I started to thing. I missed hanging out with Jake and his family today. I'd grown so used to going back to his, it was weird not going. Tomorrow I was definitely going though. Definitely.

I smiled as Jake and I walked back to his place. "It was so weird not going to your house yesterday." I said. "I missed the noise, the laughter. And you." I said.

"It was weird not having you there." He replied. I nodded.

"So. Race you!" I yelled, starting to run. I turned around to see Jake start to run behind me. It was nice, having everything back to normal.

When we got there, Karen looked kind of upset. "What's wrong Karen?" I asked her.

"Mummy killed another mouse." She said, half angry, half upset. I sighed.

"What do you mean again?" I asked her.

"She killed one a few years ago. I held it a proper funeral." She replied. "And I'm going to hold one for this mouse."

"Do you want me to help?" I asked. She nodded, and I followed her out into the back garden.

She got down on her knees. I copied her. I watched as she put some mud over a spot in the flower box, placing a plate of bread and cheese on it. She started to mutter something. I couldn't hear what she was saying. Something about cheese on toast in hell...

I decided to say some of my own words. "This mouse was... An amazing mouse. It shall always be remembered." I felt kind of awkward, having a funeral for a mouse I didn't know anything about. But still this kind of thing was normal for the Brockman's house.

I was completely clueless as to what I had just witnessed. But I hardly understood a lot of what went on around here. I got up from the ground, brushed myself off, before walking in to the house. I ran straight to Jake. "It's good to be back." I whispered, before giving Jake a light kiss.

It was Wednesday. My guitar lesson with Jake. I had improved considerably over the last 4 months. I was quite proud of what I had accomplished. Because I was so much better now, my lessons were only half an hour long now. But they would soon be coming to an end.

It was weird how something so small had managed to break up a friendship, make a relationship, and build two knew friendships. I groaned, and rolled out of my bed, and started to get dressed.

I slowly stood up as the school bell rang. I picked up my school bag, walked to the door, then started running as soon as I was out of sight from the classroom. I'd been told off for running out of the class, 'in case I missed something.'

I grabbed my guitar from the music room, then waited for Jake outside the school. When he came out, I quickly ran over to him, and we walked out of the school, and down the road, to the Brockman's house, together.

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