Middle School

Trouble

I go over to Emma's house and tell her about the whole situation with me and Adele.

"Wow Mak you really got yourself a problem" she said sounding concerned. "Is there anything I can do to help you and Adele reunite?" She asked.

"Nah not really. Just do me a favor?"

"Yea?"

"Don't tell her I told you. Please?"

I walk out of her house and walk up to my own. I tip-toe down the hallway into my room. I don't want to wake my dad. I grab my phone and iPod and check my notifications. Nothing.

I am super bored maybe Adele has had enough time to cool down. I silently sneak out of the house while my dad is sleeping. He usually doesn't wake up until about 8:00pm. I check the time on my phone. 4:12. I have enough time to walk to Adele's house and stay for about an hour and a half, if she lets me stay that long. I really hope I can clear thing up with me and Adele. It has already been two days and we haven't spoken a word to each other.

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The next day at school Adele confronts me and yells in my face about how I have no idea how to keep things private. I have absolutely no idea what she is talking about. But at least we are communicating, that is always a good thing, right?

***ADELE'S POV***

"Why? Why don't you keep thing secret?" I scream.

"What are you talking about?!" Makayla screams three times as loud as I did. I get a little nervous when Makayla screams at me. "I don't like it when we fight!" I said softly.

"Then why do we?" She said sadly. We both walk away to our next class. I really hope I can forgive her after she questioned our friendship by punching me. The whole reason I get so angry and over reacted over a stupid punch is, when I was younger, about three to five years old, my mom used to beat me. I was so scared all of the time. I wasn't old enough to take the pain. When she would hit me, I would cry and wince in pain, then she would beat me more and more as I cried. She is the only person that knows about the whole thing. She knows how sensitive I am when it comes to that stuff. My mom doesn't even know that I told her. I slowly walk up the stairs to the bathroom and undress and take a long, hot shower as I think about all of the things Makayla and I have been through. I think about what my life would be without her. Who would I tell my feelings to? Who would help me with my problems? I get out of the shower and walk across the hall to grab a towel. I wrap myself up and walk to my room. My drawers are all empty I guess I will have to just go to my moms's room and grab one of my dad's oversized shirts and slip it on. I walk to the bathroom and grab my blow dryer and my brush. I plug it up and begin to blow dry my long, black hair.

After it is dry I throw it up in a messy bun and go to the kitchen. I look on top of the refrigerator and grab a granola bar. I sit at the bar eating my crumbly snack and think some more about Makayla.

The next day at school I walk up to Mak and wrap my arms around her and burry my face in her shoulder. We both begin to cry a little. We let go of each other and talk a bit. "I am so sorry for ignoring you!" I say while wiping the tears from my cheeks. "No don't be sorry I deserved to be ignored." She disagreed. "But I don't know where I would be without you and who I would talk to." I said while letting more tears fall. "You are my best friend! No you are the closest thing I have ever had to a sister!" She said. "I'm sorry."

***Mak's POV***

"I'm sorry." Adele said.

Adele began to slowly walk away as though she was in a movie. I grab her by the shoulder and give a huge hug before I had to go to class.

I walked to class and I was late. I swung open the door whilst holding all of my books. I walk awkwardly to my seat next to Karrie, the class clown, while everyone is staring at me like I have just murdered someone. Karrie usually makes me smile, but not today.