Hi epic readers! Sorry for the super long wait, school and more school. Oh and I should be updating A Lab Experiment Gone Wrong soon. Oh and I almost forgot, this is my first original character so please forgive me if she stinks. Well, on with the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own any Ekaterinas, any Tomas, or anything related to the 39 Clues.

Chapter 7

I could've screamed for joy when school finally ended. All we did today was review, and as an Ekat, I rarely forget things, so this was pure torture. Just before I could escape the room, the new girl waved and made a beeline for me. Her name was Jenny, and she was definitely different. She had dark brown hair and dark eyes, and her hair had red streaks in it. She was one of those people who's naturally beautiful, and naturally cheerful. She wore jeans with knee holes and one of those shirts that looked like it came straight from the nineteen eighties. The ones that go above your bellybutton and have one sleeve hanging off of your shoulder, it was neon green and she was wearing a plain white tank top under it making it a lot more modest.

"Hi! I'm Jenny, I wanted to say hi earlier, but couldn't seem to find the time. And you are…" she trailed off and held out her hand.

"Sinead," I say with a small smile.

"Nice to meet you," she shook my hand with a huge smile. "So, where do you live?"

We talked until the bus came. I learned her house was five houses down from mine. We had some really important history test coming up, so I volunteered to help her with it after school. After all I needed something to help me get my mind off of Hamilton.

I went over to her place and had a blast. I didn't even know that dancing around to really loud music was fun. We hung out for the next two months and I had pretty much completely forgotten about Hamilton. Which was strange, since Hamilton and I had been best friends since his huge apology. But Hamilton doesn't want to talk to me, so I guess I don't need him anymore. Plus, now that I have an actual friend, my life is way better than it was. Jenny and I hung out every day after school and even went to a few movies. We even had some sleepovers on Friday nights.

I didn't even know talking for endless hours or doing what I used to consider silly girl stuff, could be really fun. We even had contests to see who could do the best Charlotte imitations. Then the other person would retort so we had pretty much become Charlotte proof.

"Aw, you look so cute in your little dress, is it from your three year old sister?" said Jenny as she smiled with so much fake sweetness that I couldn't help but smile.

"No, is yours? It looks like it," I said as Jenny gave me a highfive.

"Ok, now it's your turn to be," Jenny shuddered, "Charlotte," she said in a whisper as we both started to crack up.

"Ok," I placed my hand on my hip and shoved a piece of gum in my mouth as I put on my best fake smile, "Jenny! So, you're still wearing your mom's clothes?"

"No, of course not! I would ask you the same, but yours look like they came from the thrift store. Goodwill, perhaps?"

"Ok, that was awesome!" I say as we start cracking up. "If you said that to Charlotte, her face would probably achieve a new hue of red." Then Jenny holds her breath until her face turns red and we completely lost it. We laughed until our sides hurt and Jenny even fell over. We were on her patio and incase I forgot to mention this, her family is pretty poor. She shares a room with her three other sisters and she also has two brothers who are already off to college. Her house is really small, but her yard is really big. So we would spend days back there just laughing and imitating. It was probably the best two months of high school.

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Then the day came when my cast was finally coming off, and the doctor said I could start cheerleading again. I decided I would practice at home for the first week, so I decided to get all of my stuff from my locker and take it home. After I finally managed to shove all the stuff I would want at home into my backpack, I decided to walk out through the football field just to see what routines I could try to work on. One good thing about practicing at home, if you fail you're the only witness. As soon as I turn one of the many twists of the school hall, I see a sight that made me want to cry and throw up at the same time. Charlotte had Hamilton up against the wall and was kissing him. Before they saw me I ran toward the school's front doors and saw to my relief that Ned was already waiting. I heard Hamilton's footsteps pounding down the hall way and knew that he knew I had seen them. I held back the emotion for the entire car ride, but as soon as I was in my room, I cracked.

I tried to calm down, but it was too much. How could Hamilton do this to me? How could he be dating Charlotte of all people? I know we weren't exactly best buds at the moment, but how could he? He knew how big of a jerk she was. Then I remembered the night under the stars and by a river. When he told me he loved me and kissed me, and when I blew up over nothing. Was this all my fault? More importantly, how can I ever tell him I love him if he's already dating someone? I thought my Cahill life was difficult, well my love life is even more so. I thought about all the good times I'd had with Hamilton, and all the times he stood up for me when I couldn't. I still can't believe that I let this happen. But there was still one question I needed to answer.

What am I going to do about it?

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Well, I've already got the next chapter completely planned out so it shouldn't take too long to update.

Hope this chapter met your standards!

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