They
were perfectly soft on inspection and ready for mashing. I was just finishing
mashing the potatoes when my mom walked in the door.
“ Mmm , Abby—dinner smells delicious!”
“Hi
Mom!” I called back. “Thanks! It will be ready in about 10 minutes.”
When
dinner was ready, we dished up our plates buffet-style and sat down to eat at
the bar. The chicken was better than it smelled, the mashed potatoes were the
perfect comfort food after a confusing day, and the green beans were flawlessly
crisp and full of flavor.
“So
honey, how was your first day at school?”
“It
was alright. I met a few new friends. One of them came over after school and we
watched a movie. Well, part of a movie.” I corrected myself. “I had to start
dinner in the middle, but he had to leave anyway.”
“He?”
She looked a little surprised.
“Yep,
he seems really nice. He is only a friend though, so don't get any ideas!”
She
laughed. “You know me all too well.”
“Yep,
Mom, always playing matchmaker,” I answered sarcastically as she giggled.
I
finished my dinner quickly and helped clear our breakfast bar table. Since I
cooked dinner it was Mom's job to do the dishes. I was glad to relinquish that
chore to her whenever I could! Dishes were one of my least favorite jobs. I
would rather do any other household chore over doing one sink full of dishes.
I
went into the living room to watch some TV. There wasn't anything interesting
on to watch, but I didn't care; I wasn't really watching it anyway. I kept
zoning out, thinking about the next day at school. More and more I hoped that
Pete hadn’t done anything serious. It still seemed so far-fetched to even think
about—murder? Actually, I felt ridiculous even thinking it. I wondered if Pete
and I would become more than friends at some point. My mom would love that! She was unusually in love with love, always looking for the happy ending.
Ironic, considering she was divorced. If I ever showed even a slight interest
in someone, she always got so excited. Not that there had been many. I didn't
want her to know about Pete until I was sure that he was safe. Hopefully, that
would happen sooner rather than later; not only for my sake, but for Eli's too.
I knew he would be worried about me and wondered if he would even talk to me
again after he knew my choice. He seemed like a great friend, and I didn’t want
to lose him over that.
I
trudged upstairs to shower before bed. I was tense to say the least, as the
knots in my shoulders felt as if they were starting to restrict my movements.
The shower helped to ease some of the tension.
Afterwards,
I figured I would write an email to Kelly, my best friend in California. In all
the chaos, I’d almost forgotten that I had promised to write her one after my
first day of school.
Kelly
was just like me in almost every way, including looks. It was why we were best
friends in the first place. Her brown hair and blue eyes matched mine
perfectly. We spent most of our time together at the beach or shopping, but it
was our sleepovers that I would miss the most. I promised her that I would
write her every chance I got and that we wouldn’t grow apart, but deep down we
both knew that we probably would anyway. It made leaving that much harder for
me.
I
pulled out my laptop and began typing.
Kelly,
We made it. Man is it hot! Everything is
going okay. I hope that your first day went well. How are all of our friends
doing? I miss you all and I can't wait till you can visit me. I had the
weirdest day. I don't want to go into too much detail because I am really not
sure about a lot of it. Some of it may be rumors. But on the upside I met a few
new friends. The funny thing is two of them are boys, very unlike me. Although,
after tomorrow it may only be one boy. I will have to tell you more about that
later. Well I should be getting to bed now. Hope all is going well with you.
Abby
I
climbed into my snuggly bed