The Canary in the Willow

Lucy's house -Jamie

Lucy, Madeline, Jess and I walked down the street from Kona Ice, took a left on Jefferson Street, walked two blocks past the abandoned farm where a huge willow tree lay beautiful and strong, and before I knew it, we were at Lucy's house. "Hey mom, hey dad!"
"Hi sweetie, how was school?" Her dad replied.
"Awesome... Oh dad this is Jamie, he got punched."
"I can see that let me get your mother, hi Madeline, hello Jess."
"Hello" Jess exclaimed.
"Umm, Jamie you can sit here Mad, Jess you want to come up to my room with me?"
"Sure" Madeline replied.
"No thanks, I will stay with Jamie, meet you up there."
"Oh, you don't have to do that." I replied, although I was hoping she would stay.
"I'm fine."
I was relived, she sat next to me on the couch, it was kind of awkward, looking at each other, looking back, the silence, the smiles on our face, I was wondering what she was thinking. Then she broke the silence.
"Um... Hey.... Jamie... Do you, maybe want to do the math project with me...."
"Yeah, I would love to."
"Oh thank goodness I thought you would say no."
Then more silence. About five minutes later, Lucy's mom walked out with some ice and some medicine I couldn't read.
"Hi Jamie, I am Jen, Lucy's mom."
"Uh, hi."
"Take this medication, it will help the swelling but the discoloration will take a bit longer, ice it every night, ok?"
"Yes ma'am."
Jess offered to walk me home, but I refused. I was just nervous what my parents say, I was about to find out though.
"Jamie! What happened to you?" Said my mother.
"Oh, Matthew."
"Jamie, again, you need to stay out of this kid's way he is bad news, why are you so late, it's nearly seven-thirty!"
"Oh, yeah um some friends from school took me to see her parents, she gave me some medicine for the swelling and told me to ice my face."
"Wait a second, did you say her? Is my little baby growing up?"
"Mom! No don't say that I am fourteen, geez!"
"Oh honey, it's ok to like a girl."
"Mom, no I don't like anyone." Look at me, lying straight to her face, how does she believe me, I'm an awful liar.