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Here's Chapter 3!
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Chris and Aviva met every day that week behind the school at the bench. But when the weekend came...
Martin: Hey bro?
Chris: Yeah?
Martin: Wanna shoot some hoops outside?
Chris: You know I'd love to, but actually I've gotta go.
Martin: Where would you have to go? It's Saturday?
Chris: um, to see a friend.
Chris walked past Martin, and Martin could tell his brother was blushing red.
Martin: Oh No! Don't tell me you're...
Chris: Gotta Go!
And with that, Chris was out the door.
Martin: Going out with Aviva?
This went on and on, it seemed like every Saturday, almost. This made Martin a little uncomfortable because he and his brother agreed that Saturday was bro day. Not anymore.
Martin:(mumbling) Saturday's become Chris and Aviva day.
Mom: What was that?
Martin: Oh, nothing Mom.
Martin was sitting at the table one Saturday about two months since Chris laid eyes on Aviva.
Mom: Where's Christopher? You and he are always together this day of the week.
Martin: That was until he met a girl.
Mrs. Kratt stopped chopping the tomato she was getting ready to put in her salsa. She turned to face her oldest son.
Mom: Chris has a girlfriend?
Martin: (groaning) You could say that.
Mom: That's good isn't it?
Martin: For him, sure.
There was a long silence.
Martin: Mom?
Mom: Yeah?
Martin: Should a sibling worry, if something comes in life that his other sibling hardly spends time with him anymore?
Mrs. Kratt turned around with understanding eyes.
Mom: It'll pass. It's like when get a new game or book, you can't put it down until it's finished, or you get bored of it.
Martin nodded in understanding.
Mom: Don't worry, he'll bounce back.
Back at Chris and Aviva's side of the story...actually, we're now on the following Tuesday.
At the lunch line, an unwelcome guest sits next to Aviva at lunch. Chris was, for once, with Martin at a different table that day. But Chris was facing the right way, so he could see Aviva.
Martin: So, you need help with your science project?
Chris: Don't worry bro, Aviva's helping me with it.
Martin: (thinking) Of coarse she is.
Martin had just about enough, and was about to tell his brother how he felt about the whole thing.
But suddenly, at the other table.
Zach: Hey Aviva.
Aviva: What do you want, Zach?
Zach: I wanted to sit next to you.
Before Aviva could protest, Zach was right next to her. You can imagine what was going through Chris' head when he saw that.
Chris: What the heck is he doing?
Martin: Who? Zach? He's just eating. Martin turned around to look at Zach, and then back to his brother, but his brother wasn't there. He was at Aviva's table!
Chris: Zach!
Zach: Hey Green Guy, sorry, this table's taken.
Chris: Maybe you could move.
Zach: Maybe I will. C'mon Aviva, let's go.
He grabbed Aviva by the arm, and started dragging her away.
Aviva: Zach. Zach! Stop!
Suddenly, Chris grabbed the arm Zach was using to hold onto Aviva, and forced it off her arm. Aviva ran to Chris' side and leaned against him, to show she was with him.
Chris: Hands off my girl, Zach!
Martin couldn't believe his ears. It was true! Chris and Aviva were...an item!
Zach: Wait! You...your...she and you are...?
Zach didn't know what to say, but he was able to spit one thing out.
Zach: This is war Chris Rat! You hear me? WAR!
And with that, Zach stormed away.
Aviva: Thanks Chris! She hugged Chris, and he hugged her back.
And Martin's mind was racing. What did this mean?