As just a reminder, this chapter will be written in Sabrina's POV. Leave comments saying what you think! Enjoy :)
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I got off the bus and started up my driveway. I reached under the door mat for the key and unlocked the door. I dropped my bag inside and went to the kitchen to get something, and watched tv. My mom came into the room with this puzzled look and just stared at me."What's up with your hair?" she asked.
"What do you mean?" I said, feeling around my head. She was laughing uncontrollably, so I just went to the bathroom and fixed it.
"Go do your homework and chores before you go and watch tv," she said as I came out.
I kept watching the tv, pretending I didn't hear her, until she grabbed the remote the same time I did.We had a tug of war for a few minutes until I pinched her and she let go. I put my head in the air proudly and kept watching tv.
"Fine. 10 minutes and it's chores," she said and walked away. I checked my phone to see if Liz had replied yet. (Elizabeth, I just call her Liz for short.)It had been about a day or so which was weird. I thought she was ignoring me or something so I went to her house.
I knocked on the door and her mom answered. She had a concerned look on her face when she answered the door. "Hi, is Elizabeth here?"
"Yes she's in here. Elizabeth, honey! Sabrina is here!"
She came to the door with a this confused look on her face. "Hey, what's up? You didn't answer my text so I thought I'd come over in person to see if you still wanted to hang."She stared at me a while before replying. "I'm sorry, but who would you be?"
"It's Sabrina? Your best friend?" She had the same face for awhile before it changed like a deer in the headlights.
"Aahh yes, bestfriend. How are you today?" I was the one who gave her the confused look this time."I am wondering if you want to hang out?"
"I will go ask." I was still confused, she never really acted this way before. It was-- different. I decided to just forget about it and waited for her to come back outside.
She came after a couple of minutes and we started our way back to my house. "So, you're all better? Or were you just faking it to get away from school," I said chuckling and giving her a nudge.
"What are you talking about?" She asked. That confused look fell over my face again.
"Weren't you sick? You kept telling me how awful you felt and you were gone for like, a whole week." She stopped and thought for a second and said,
"Oh right. Yes I'm feeling much better thank you." 'Thank You?'. That was new.Also, who would have to think if they were sick or not yesterday? We arrived at my house and went in my room. She put her stuff down carefully and sat on my bed with her hands crossed across her lap.
What the hell was going on? "So, what do you think of Taylor Lautner?" I asked. Taylor Lautner was her obsession. If she didn't say anything like 'OMG. HE IS PERFECTION. YOU KNOW THIS!!!!' then there was definitely something wrong. "Who is this Taylor Lautner?" she asked. I sat there gaping. From the first time we watched twilight she would not shut UP about him. Now she was asking who he was? I had no words. Something must be seriously wrong for her to act like this. Even if she had moved on and found another celebrity obsession, she would still know who he was.
I scooched over and looked into her eyes. It was like dark, cold, dead eyes. No life in them or anything.
"Lizzy is there something wrong?""Why no, what could possibly make you think of such a silly thing?" Wow this new grammar of hers was really weirding me out, ok.
"I don't know, just seemed like something was wrong. You're not as wild and crazy as you were just a week or so ago."
"Well that's because I was sick silly. I'm still recovering." With that, she plopped on my bed and started jumping around. Hm. Weird.
"Hey! Wanna go shopping in a bit? My mom said she could probably take us!"
"Why certainly! Shopping is my thang!" Ok, still weird.
I heard the garage open after an hour or so and ran outside with Liz. "Hey mom can we go shopping pllleeeeeaaaassseeeeee."
She lifted one eyebrow up at me and did that funny looking smirk-awkward-mad thing with her mouth.
"I don't know, did you do your chores?"
"Errrr yess. In fact, I'm gonna go check up on the garbage and animals to see how they're doing!" I then ran into the house and peeked over my shoulder to see my mom turning around, and Elizabeth pulling out a knife.
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I skidded to a stop and tackled Elizabeth, making her fall into my mom, and have her fall onto the car. I pinned her arms down with my knees and yanked the knife away from her.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ALL ABOUT? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?"
She didn't say a word. She just simply got up, and walked to her house with the most straightforward 'I just about killed your mom, there's nothing you can do about it' face I've ever seen.
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