The Jealousy Plot

35) A Secret Revealed To Keep A Secret Hidden

I was hoping to spend my last day of summer curled up in my bed, sleeping late into the morning before having to wake up for Brandon's back to school bash. My dreams were unfortunately shattered by a green eyed girl who was mostly running on coffee.

"Wake up!" Belle screams, making me jolt up into sitting position. "Jesus Belle!" I shout as I place a hand over my chest.

"You are not allowed to sleep in today. We have an important thing to do" Belle exclaims in her sing song voice. I groan and rub my face. "What time is it?" I ask.

"8:30. Now up. Up!" she exclaims before exiting my room and shouting over her shoulder. "We'll be in the car".

I had no idea who 'we' was but I got up anyway and walked to my closet. I threw on some shorts, a shirt and my converse before heading outside. As I open Belle's car door I see that by 'we' she meant her and Danny.

"I'm loving the bed head hairstyle you're sporting today" Danny replies cheekily. I swat at him before pulling my hair into a high ponytail. "Belle, what exactly are we doing?" I ask her.

"You'll see" she states, pulling out of my driveway. I shoot an exasperated look towards Danny but he just shrugs.

Belle pulls up to the park that Danny, her and I used to play at all the time. "Belle, what are we doing here?" I ask her again but she ignores my question and climbs out of the car.

Danny and I follow her as she leads us through the grassy area. She finally stops in front of a big oak tree that I recognize.

"You dragged us all the way here to see a tree?" Danny asks. Belle's face turns into a shocked expression. "Don't tell me you two have forgotten how sacred this tree is".

My memory flashes back to what she is talking about

I giggle happily at the joke Belle just told me from her faintly red popsicle stick. I had just met her earlier in our first day of second grade. She refused to color inside the lines, stating that if she did that then hers would look just like everybody else's. I immediately liked her.

It was after school and we had walked down the street to the public park where our mothers had told us to meet them. As we walk by the swing set we recognize a boy from our class.

I remember instead of eating his pretzel sticks at lunch he stuck them up his nose. Belle laughed so hard milk went up her nose. That made me lose it as well.

"Look at the sissy little 2nd grader" we turn and watch a group of three 4th graders walk over to brown haired, sea green eyed boy, who is happily swinging by himself.

"You're on my swing" one of the boys growls. The boy examines the swing. "I don't see you're name anywhere" he states back to the boys. At this, one of the bullies shoves him backwards, making him fall to the ground.

"Hey!" I exclaim as Belle and I storm over to them. "Leave him alone you bullies!".

The three boys laugh at the sight of Belle and I. "Look, little smart mouth has two girlfriends" the boy who shoved him laughs.

"We aren't his girlfriends" Belle exclaims. "So if you keep talking like that I'm going to have to teach you a lesson" she bravely says.

The bullies laugh at her again. "Okay, lets see you try" they say. Belle doesn't pause as she throws a punch towards one of the boys's stomach's. Apparently she aimed too low and got him in a very sensitive spot because the boy doubles over in pain.

"You little freak" the second bully speaks, grabbing Belle's arm. "Stop it!" the green eyed boy shouts, jumping up and running over to the bully, punching him repeatedly in his leg. "Let her go you jerk!".