I heard a ding at the door and I ran downstairs.
I swung the door open quickly. "Hi Rosalie." I said. I completely forgot to put my hair up! I took the white scrunchie from my arm and put my hair in a messy bun.
"Hi Eliza." She waved before walking in. We stood there awkwardly for a few minutes before I spoke up.
"We can go do it in my room." I suggested, pointing towards the stairs. She nodded and I led her up to my room. My bed was unmade, my computer was left open, and my homework was scattered all over my desk. Luckily for me, I didn't have anything embarrassing on my computer open, only classroom.
"I'm so sorry! I must have forgot to clean up." I said, embarrassed. I quickly shut my laptop and I was gathering my papers. I turned around to see Rosalie standing by my now made bed. "Thanks." I smiled at her. How did she do that so quickly though? Maybe I took longer then I thought.
"No problem." She smiled back. I then started going through the papers I just gathered to find the assignment.
"Two essays, one about Romeo, one about Juliet." She said. Wow, how does she have the assignment remembered. I really wish my memory was that good.
"Thank you." I sighed and relief and stopped looking through the papers.
"That's a lot of thanks, I feel very appreciated." She joked. I frowned, shouldn't she always feel appreciated? I quickly changed my face so she wouldn't notice. I took a piece of paper to write my essay on.
"Don't you need to read the book?" She asked.
"I've read it enough times, I basically remember every part." I shrugged. She nodded at me. We took our papers and started to get to work. She had Romeo and I had Juliet.
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After a hour, I had about two pages, front and back, done. "So who were you yelling out when we were calling?" I asked, setting my pencil down and looking at her.
"Edward." She said, still writing. I didn't expect her to open up that easily when she refused to be friends.
"What did he do?" I asked. I set down my paper and turned towards her.
"Just an argument about-" she stopped for a second to think about it, "about you actually, and your sister."
"Why?" What did we do?" I asked.
"Nothing, it's just, he's saying me interacting with you will go badly, which it will. Yet, the same thing will happen with him and your sister." She sighed.
"Well then we can make sure it can't go bad?" My statement came out more as a question.
"You don't have the self confidence for that."
"Why don't I?" Tears were forming.
"Because it's clear, you can't even stick up for yourself." Tears were on the rim.
"I try!" Tears were flowing. She sighed.
"I'm sorry." She said. All I knew is that I was rambling on and on. "Elizabeth! Stop!" She yelled. My eyes widened.
"How do you know my full name? I never told you it." My voice was dry sounding.
"Everyone knew you by Elizabeth before you came." She shrugged.
"Charlie's been calling me Elizabeth again behind my back, he did the same for Bella." I sighed.
I realized I was a crying mess and my mascara probably was dripping. "Do I look like a mess?" I asked.
"Yeah." She replied, she took a makeup wipe from my night stand and wiped under my whole face. "You shouldn't wear makeup. You look prettier natural."
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