Chapter 3

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I check my reflection in the window by my door. I don't see any blood on my nose. But there is some dried to my cheek. I turn the knob and walk in.
My mom smiles. She's always so happy to see me when I get home. "How was school?" She asks. Always the same question. "Great," I say. Always the same answer.
I turn slightly to put my backpack down. My mom immediately stands up. Oh no. She walks over to where I stand by the door. "I have a lot of homework so I'll be in my room," I say, trying to go as fast as I can so she doesn't notice. "Hold on. Look at me," she demands. I can tell she's angry. I look at her slowly. Her hands come up to cover her mouth. I want to laugh because it looks so dramatic like in a movie or something. "What happened to your face? Josie?" She says. "It's not that bad. Just a little blood," I say calmly. "Have you seen it? Go look in the mirror," she says. I do as I'm told because I'm starting to get scared of her. Omg. Well, let's just say that it's not "a little blood." I have a puffy lip, and a swollen up......face. On the right side, my eye isn't just swollen up. I have a long thing of bruises that lines my whole right cheek. I don't say what happened though because I don't want my bus driver to get in trouble. And I know this sounds weird, but I don't want Gingee to get in trouble either.
"Josie. What the heck happened?!?!" She asks again. "Ben and Owen got into a fight and I tried to break it up. And it was an accident but Ben meant a punch for Owen and it accidentally got me." I try to sound convincing. I say my words slowly and try to hesitate to make everything look real. I finally meet her eyes. "Why were they fighting?" She asks. "Because Owen called Chase a baby" I say. I look right into her eyes the whole time to make everything look right. She picks up the phone. "Mom, it's okay. I don't want them in trouble. Please just stay out of it? Please? Sorry......" If she calls Owen or Ben's parents, I'm dead.
Let me explain some stuff. A lot of people live in my neighborhood. My next door neighbors are Ben and Chase. Ben's a tall, skinny seventh grader. He has braces and is like my best friend. Chase is his younger brother. They're practically identical. Chase is in fifth grade. Ben is totally active and is ALWAYS playing basketball or some sport. Chase is a gamer who doesn't like to participate. He corners himself off from everybody else. He also gets his feelings hurt. A lot.
Most people call him a baby and bully him. I feel bad because he's my friend. But when they do that, he goes crying to Ben. If someone is doing something Ben doesn't like, like bullying Chase, he gets rude. REALLY RUDE. But despite that, he's always cool. Owen lives down the street. He's in my grade, only ten days younger than me! He's cool. I can't really describe how he looks. My height, brownish hair, I don't really know- normal? He's extremely funny. Seriously. You should meet him.
My mom puts down the phone. "Fine. But if I hear this again, they're parents will be called." I think my life has just been saved. My mom walks over to the door. I think she's getting the mail. Wait. No. No no no no NO! My mom just went outside......and is talking to Ben and Owen! She said she wouldn't tell their parents but she never said she wouldn't talk to them!!! I look at them and try to catch their eye through the glass. I do the finger to the throat thing and wink at them. They eventually see me. Ben nods but Owen doesn't do anything. Do they have my back? Or will my mom murder me? I'm scared..... I run to my room and take out my phone......

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