Chapter 2: Monica and Fara

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When we get to school, Hallie and I split. She goes to practice her clarinet in band. I walk to my locker and sort it around. I feel someone tap me and I jump. It is Monica Thompson. She looks at me through her dark blue eyes, and twirls her short black hair. Fara Prescott stands next to her smiling. "Hi" Monica says. "Hey guys" I say back. They look at each other and smile. "How have you been?" she asks. "I've been hanging on there" I say. She looks at me pleasantly and says "Look, we miss you okay? After what happened you completely shut us out, shut me out. You are my best friend and I love you, okay?" she starts tearing up and her voice starts breaking "and I know your mom died and I'm sorry I should have been there for you" she looks away and cries. I hug her and she hugs me. Fara joins in and I hear all of us sobbing. "I'm sorry I let this get between us" I say. After a while, she clears up and talks normal. "So, um... tonight... tonight Fara is sleeping over at my house" she says. "It's Friday today you should come" Fara implies. "I will" I promise. We hug one last time and they walk to class. The bell rings and all the kids rush inside the school and into class. The school day goes by really fast. First hour was science, we dissected a frog, second hour was math, we did inequalities, third hour was U.S. History, which I had with Fara and Hallie, fourth hour was language arts I have with Monica. Fifth, sixth and seventh hour were my electives: gym, library aide and art. After school I tell Hallie what I had going on and she congratulated me. After I get home, I tell Tyrese, aunt Aubree and uncle Will what my plans were. I text Monica and tell her I'm ready. I get my clothes ready after, so I don't have to wait on her. She honks five minutes later, and I say goodbye and leave. Fara is in the back seat. I look at Monica's radio watch and the time says 6:33 pm. We get to her house and we eat popcorn, talk about our crushes, then we go swimming in Monica's back yard. We also go jump on Fara's trampoline next door.

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