Chapter 1

Eriana, has just found out her family has gotten twenty-one thousand dollars for a house her Father sold.

Chapter 1

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  ~Sunday 2:34 p.m~

 

 

         "Hey, can you come over?" I sat indian style on my bed, my bedroom phone pressed against my ear.

 

        "Sure, what's wrong?" Carson, asked into the other end of the phone.

        "Nothing, I just want a friend here." I traced the flowers on my bed cover.

        "Yeah, sure. I'll be there in a bit." Carson, hung up and I put the phone back on the reciever.

        I could hear my parents talking downstairs. They were about to leave for a few hours and I wanted someone to hang out with and Carson always seemed like the right person to call.

        With in just a few minutes there was a knock on my front door so I walked to the top of the stairs and called down for him to walk in. Carson, opened the door and stepped inside glancing at the top of the stairs and giving me a cheesy grin.

        "Hello, doll." He shut the door and started toward the stairs. "Where's your parents?"

        "They went out for a few hours. I didn't want to be home alone right now. So, I called you." I started back toward my room, Carson following.

        "I'm your only friend, aren't I?" I could hear the smirk in his voice and I looked over my shoulder to sneer at him.

        "We can watch a movie? I have them in the cabinet," I pointed toward my lime china cabinet on the side of my T.v. "Over there."

        "I'm pretty sure we've watched every movie in there." Carson, walked into my room and made his way to my bed flopping down. "Why don't we play a game or something? I don't feel like sitting on my butt for two hours watching the screen."

        "You whine too much." I glared at him and made my way toward the blue bean bag chair I had in the corner of my room. "So, my dad sold that house he went to Georgia for."

        Carson, sat up against the head board and smiled. "Really? That's great. How much did he get?"

        "Twenty-one thousand." I said with a little laugh. "It's not much but it's still something I suppose."

        "Not much? It's great. That's what he's been working for, right? Now you guys will be able to pay off your debts and everything." Carson, always made me feel comfortable. He never judged.

        "Yeah, but the thing is I might be moving.." I fumbled my thumbs and looked down at my hands.

        "Wait a minute...that's not great! You can't move, E!" Carson, got up on his knees. His eyes full of sadness.

        "It's not my choice. My mother was so excited when she heard the news so she started looking at Suburban houses." I looked up at Carson truely taking in his facial features. He seemed depressed all of a sudden.

        "Where?" Was all he asked as he slowly sat back down.

        "Well, my parents promised it'd be somewhere local. But, just not around this area anymore."

        "You aren't changing schools, are you?" Carson's voice sounded even more worried.

        "No I don't think so. I sure hope not." I rubbed my hands on my knees. "Can we change the subject though? I don't like talking about this.."

        "Sure, sure. Let's watch a movie." Carson got up and walked to the china cabinet, pushing movies aside until he found one he liked.

        I knew the main reason Carson was sad was the thought of not living next to eachother anymore. We have been neighbors since we were in diapers. And the worry in his voice was the same thing I worried about... Would we still be best friends? Would we still hang out all the time? Would we even see eachother outside of school? To know the answers to those questions terrified me. I wanted them all to be yes.

 

 

 

 ~Tuesday 12:34 P.m~

 

        I repeatedly tapped my foot as I waited for the lunch line to move up. Carson, was already waiting for me at our usual table. He's been waiting for about ten minutes.

        I glanced over at him and he flashed me an impatient face. I held up my index finger and rolled my eyes. I turned and saw the line had moved up a bit. I started making my way up and stopped dead in my tracks. Someone had slipped infront of me obviously cutting ahead. But, when I saw who it was I held my breath and took a step back.

        Olivia Ryan, the schools prettiest girl (or so they say) turned and smirked at me. Her long blonde hair pulled into a french twist, clear blue eyes outlined by a dark liner, plump lips covered in a light shade of pink, two diamonds one in each ear.

        I froze. My eyes went toward the ground until I could see her pink and yellow stilettos moving forward.

        I started moving myself until I felt a sharp pain in my chest and felt myself jerk backwards. The fear of falling hit my stomach and I tried catching myself but before I knew what was going on something ice cold filled my back and I gasped.

        I looked up to see Kila Johnson smirking down at me. Yes, down at me. I hit the ground with a loud thud and my bottom ended up soaked just as well as my back because whatever had spilled on me had dropped on the ground and I had landed in it.

        "Oops, excuse you." Kila, laughed and turned following Olivia.

        I heard a few laughs follow hers and some concerned voices but other than that everything had become blocked out. Tears filled my eyes at the humiliation and I put my palms against the ground pushing myself up but my foot slipped in the liquid I had landed in and I fell on my back.

        "Oh god, Eriana are you okay?" Carson, ran up to me wrapping his arms around my torso and pulling me to my feet safely. "Don't cry." He wiped my face sneering at Olivia and Kila. "C'mon we'll get you cleaned up."

        Carson guided me out of the cafeteria but the embarassed feeling stayed.

        "God, I feel so humiliated! My back and a*s is soaked! And I heard people laughing!" I wiped the fresh tears rolling down my cheeks away.

        "No, no don't cry. They aren't worth it. Don't worry everyone will forget about this by tomorrow. Because, they'll find someone else to humiliate." Carson, tried to comfort me. I'll be honest it did help a little.

        "I don't understand what I did to them." I sniffed.

        Carson, stopped and pulled me closer wrapping his arms around me tightly. "E, don't be sad. Remember, when we were in second grade and we had those ice cream cones. That jerk Donsen took yours and smashed it on the top of your head? You started cracking up laughing and acted like it was a hat until our teacher told you to go wash up. Remember?" Carson, pushed me back so he could see my face.

        "Yeah I remember." I laughed through my tears and wiped my face again.

        "That's just like now. All you have to do is laugh it off and you'll be alright." I could see Carson forcing a smile on his face.

        "Yeah, I guess." I took the palm of my hands and wiped my face off rolling my eyes a bit. "Thanks, Cars."

       Carson only hugged me again and that's all I needed. I meant that in many way. I need a friend like Carson. A true best friend.