The Things You Don't Know
Chapter Four, Part
1
2:10
Monday
I had just gotten to my locker when
I saw Matt walking towards me. I said hey to him and turned to
open my locker. I put my jacket on, exchanged books, and told
Matt I was ready to go.
We walked six blocks to his house. When
we got into the house, there was a girl sitting at the table, she
had to be ten at best, drinking a glass of milk.
"Ooooh, Maaatt! Is that your
giiirlfrieeend?" She said and then giggled.
Matt huffed. "No Lucy, she's
just a friend. This is Emily, and Emily this is my sister
Lucy."
Lucy jumped off the bar stool near
the table and walked over to me. I hoped she wasn't
looking me over. (I'm beyond insecure. I'm a size 5
in Aero jeans and I wear large shirts. I feel so fat.)
She stopped in front of me and gestured
for me to lean down. She whispered, "can you come with me
for a minute?"
I nodded slightly and told Matt we'd
be right back. I heard him calling us to come back, but Lucy had
grabbed my hand and led me upstairs to a small pink bedroom full
of stuffed animals and posters. She let go of my hand and
walked to her bed, knelt down, and stood back up holding a
small wooden box.
Lucy came over to the dresser and placed
the box on top. When she opened it, I saw pictures inside. There
was a boy and a girl standing on the sidewalk. I had a hunch
and grabbed one picture before walking over to the
large window across the room with a camera sitting on the
windowsill.
And then it hit me. Those pictures were
taken right here, the boy and the girl standing in front of this
house.
"I think her name was Kate or
somethin'."
"Katy. . ." I whispered to
myself.
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"They talk about
you."
"They, they do?" Emily's
voice quivered when she spoke. She just looked at me, closed her
eyes, and slowly sank down the wall to a ball on the floor. Uh
oh, she's gonna cry! What did I do?!
She looked up, her big green eyes
sparkling with tears I could see she held back. I walked over and
sat next to her and threw my arms around her shaking body.
I sat there and thought and thought and
thought. I knew I had to remember what Matt said to her.
"W-what was she doing here
Luce?"
"I don't know. But they talked
about a girl named Emily a lot, so I thought it could be
you."
She started crying really hard. So I
knew I had to tell her what I remembered.
"Well at first, Matt
didn't wanna. He thought it was bad. He said he couldn't
do it."
"But he did Lucy. And it's her
fault!" (She said some bad words that I'm not allowed to
say.)
She wiped her face, but it didn't
help 'cause her eyes were all red. She got up, took the
picture, and ran downstairs.
I like her. I want her to stay. I hope
Matty didn't mess things up by talking to that girl. How
could she even think of doing that to her best friend
anyway?
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