where Eden is,” I answered truthfully, looking around.
She was still nowhere to be found in the cafeteria. I didn’t worry about it too much, if anyone could handle herself, it was Eden. I guess that I was feeling a little bit hurt; strange, I know. I was the one that had wanted to end things between us since I discovered her secret and now that things were over I was missing her.
It didn’t make any sense.
“Earth to loser,” it was Matt.
I guess he had been talking to me during my internal debate and had just realized that I hadn’t heard a thing he had said.
“What?” I asked, snapping back to my surroundings.
“I said,” Matt began irritated, “that before we go over to Kyle’s tonight, do you want to take a walk with me to the mall? If ‘20 to Life’ is as good as you guys say it is, I want to pick up the hint book.”
“Can’t you just enjoy a game?” I asked in exasperation, “Why do you always have to buy a hint book?”
“Because it helps me enjoy the game more,” he defended.
“Yeah, sure,” I replied, “I’ll go with you.”
“Great,” he said, “I’ll stop by your house around six. Do you think you’ll be done with dinner by then?”
“I should be,” I said.
My mother usually had dinner on the table by 5:30. I’ll have plenty of time to eat and be ready by six. It seemed like I would have a busy evening tonight and that was ok by me. I didn’t want to have any time to miss Eden; the sooner that I got over her, the better.
After lunch, I stopped off at my locker and picked up the books that I would need for my afternoon classes. I wondered if Eden would be in class. I hadn’t seen her at all during the lunch period and I was a little concerned.
Entering art class I was relieved to find Eden already seated at her regular station.
“Hi Eden,” I said as I sat down beside her.
“Hi,” she replied curtly, not even looking over at me.
She was upset, I got it. I wanted to ask her where she had been during lunch, but I felt that I didn’t have the right to question her. I made my decision and now I would have to live with it.
The rest of the class dragged, as did the rest of the day; I didn’t attempt to talk to Eden at all and she didn’t say anything to me, either. Even though she spent the whole afternoon seated beside me, I had never felt so alone before.
It was a relief to finally get on the bus home. Howie sent us off with a cheery good-bye and we all went our separate ways, heading to our homes.
Entering my house, I was consoled with the knowledge that I didn’t have a lot of homework tonight, so it shouldn’t take me too long to finish. I’ll have plenty of time to eat dinner before Matt came over at six.
As I was finishing up my homework, I heard the front door open; my mother was home. Heading downstairs, I asked my mother when dinner would be ready.
“Why?” she asked, “you have plans tonight?”
I could hear the wishful tone in her voice. She was hoping that I had patched things up with Eden.
“Yeah,” I answered, “I’m going to Kyle’s tonight.”
“Oh,” I couldn’t miss the disappointment in her voice, “Dinner will be around 5:30, as usual.”
“Ok,” I told her, “I’ll be in my room.”
Dinner was served promptly at 5:30. My father always got home a few minutes after and was always happy that dinner was ready and waiting for him when he opened the door.
We all gathered at the dinner table and swapped stories about the events of the day. Most of the talking was done by my father, he always had the most interesting stories to tell. This time, the conversation took a different turn; this time it was focused on me.
“So what’s this that your mother tells me,” He began, “you and Eden had a fight?”
“Kind of,” I told him.
“Did you make up?” he asked.
“Not yet,” I replied, “She isn’t talking to me.”
“Give it time, son” he reassured me, sagely.
“Yeah, thanks,” I said.
“I’m not
She was still nowhere to be found in the cafeteria. I didn’t worry about it too much, if anyone could handle herself, it was Eden. I guess that I was feeling a little bit hurt; strange, I know. I was the one that had wanted to end things between us since I discovered her secret and now that things were over I was missing her.
It didn’t make any sense.
“Earth to loser,” it was Matt.
I guess he had been talking to me during my internal debate and had just realized that I hadn’t heard a thing he had said.
“What?” I asked, snapping back to my surroundings.
“I said,” Matt began irritated, “that before we go over to Kyle’s tonight, do you want to take a walk with me to the mall? If ‘20 to Life’ is as good as you guys say it is, I want to pick up the hint book.”
“Can’t you just enjoy a game?” I asked in exasperation, “Why do you always have to buy a hint book?”
“Because it helps me enjoy the game more,” he defended.
“Yeah, sure,” I replied, “I’ll go with you.”
“Great,” he said, “I’ll stop by your house around six. Do you think you’ll be done with dinner by then?”
“I should be,” I said.
My mother usually had dinner on the table by 5:30. I’ll have plenty of time to eat and be ready by six. It seemed like I would have a busy evening tonight and that was ok by me. I didn’t want to have any time to miss Eden; the sooner that I got over her, the better.
After lunch, I stopped off at my locker and picked up the books that I would need for my afternoon classes. I wondered if Eden would be in class. I hadn’t seen her at all during the lunch period and I was a little concerned.
Entering art class I was relieved to find Eden already seated at her regular station.
“Hi Eden,” I said as I sat down beside her.
“Hi,” she replied curtly, not even looking over at me.
She was upset, I got it. I wanted to ask her where she had been during lunch, but I felt that I didn’t have the right to question her. I made my decision and now I would have to live with it.
The rest of the class dragged, as did the rest of the day; I didn’t attempt to talk to Eden at all and she didn’t say anything to me, either. Even though she spent the whole afternoon seated beside me, I had never felt so alone before.
It was a relief to finally get on the bus home. Howie sent us off with a cheery good-bye and we all went our separate ways, heading to our homes.
Entering my house, I was consoled with the knowledge that I didn’t have a lot of homework tonight, so it shouldn’t take me too long to finish. I’ll have plenty of time to eat dinner before Matt came over at six.
As I was finishing up my homework, I heard the front door open; my mother was home. Heading downstairs, I asked my mother when dinner would be ready.
“Why?” she asked, “you have plans tonight?”
I could hear the wishful tone in her voice. She was hoping that I had patched things up with Eden.
“Yeah,” I answered, “I’m going to Kyle’s tonight.”
“Oh,” I couldn’t miss the disappointment in her voice, “Dinner will be around 5:30, as usual.”
“Ok,” I told her, “I’ll be in my room.”
Dinner was served promptly at 5:30. My father always got home a few minutes after and was always happy that dinner was ready and waiting for him when he opened the door.
We all gathered at the dinner table and swapped stories about the events of the day. Most of the talking was done by my father, he always had the most interesting stories to tell. This time, the conversation took a different turn; this time it was focused on me.
“So what’s this that your mother tells me,” He began, “you and Eden had a fight?”
“Kind of,” I told him.
“Did you make up?” he asked.
“Not yet,” I replied, “She isn’t talking to me.”
“Give it time, son” he reassured me, sagely.
“Yeah, thanks,” I said.
“I’m not
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