Chapter sixteen

A Chapter by Kia-chan!

The next day I woke up, got dressed, ate cerial, brushed my teeth, combed my hair, put on eyeliner, said goodbye to my mom, and was out the door, on my way to school.

When I finally got there, I dropped my stuff off at my locker, and headed over to Sophie's locker (as usual). But when I reached her locker, I saw her satanding there, with tears running down her face. "Sophie! What's wrong?" I asked; walking up to her. She was wearing blue jeans ( which was wierd, because Sophie usually wore skirts), and a blue tank with a sweater over it (because of the colder weather we had been having). Her hair was'nt in it's usual pigtails with ribbons, but it was down and it looked like it had'nt been combed for days. Her face was red, and blotched from the tears. She looked like she had'nt slept in over a year. To sum it all up; she looked terrible. " What happend?" I asked.

"oh Alex", she sobbed, "it's terrible!".

"What's terrible?" I asked. She looked at me with the saddest eyes I'd ever seen on a person. I had never seen Sophie upset like this. Never.

"It all started about a month ago", she began. " It was right when my parents first started fighting. At first, I did'nt think it was so bad. I just thought that maybe they were just on bad terms. But then..." She paused for a second. Then she looked up at me, and without warning, hugged me with all her might. She hugged me, and sobbed so hard, that for a second I thought she was dying. She was a loud cryer; it was almost embarassing. For a second I did'nt know what to do, but then I just hugged her back. when she was finally done crying, she let go of me, and told me more. " M-My mom and dad are...", She began, "Um....Th-They are g-getting d- ....". she paused, but I already knew what she was going to say. " sophie", I said, " Are your parents getting.....a divorce?" I asked, sheepishly. She quickly turned away from me. "Y-yes", she said.

me and Sophie did'nt speak for the rest of the day. I figured she just needed some time alone, maybe, to think about things. The more I thought about it, the more I began to hate Sophie's parents. What right did they have to separate when they knew how much it would hurt Sophie? Just who did they owe that to?

I could never forgive someone who would hurt Sophie, even if they did'nt mean to. Never. And besides, I knew how hard it was to not have parents together, especially when you just had one parent.... It's scary, living on your own. With no one to look out for you, no one to love you...I knew it must be worse for someone like Sophie, who was'nt used to that sort of thing. 'Poor Sophie', I thought, 'She does'nt deserve this!'.

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