Erasing the Past

Chapter 2

          "Tess... I'm moving" Lia whimpered, looking down at her pink flowered toe nail polish.

     I laughed at her silliness until I noticed the horrified look on her face. She wasn't joking. I sat down on her squeeky couch before I fell from the shock. Everything was spinning around me and I felt like someone who just woke up with the nastiest hang over to man kind. Slowly and quietly I spoke up. "Where?"

     She looked up with wide eyes, shocked that I was taking it calmly. "Uh- It's a place called Jamestown... But don't worry! It's only a half hour away and we'll visit each other all the time!" she quickly added in when she saw the lost puppy look on my face.

          "I don't know if I can do this on my own Lia. Where only in fourth grade! What's going to happen when we're in highschool!" I freaked. She actually loosened up seeing as how I was freaking out. "Don't relax! Why are you looking so calm now that I'm the one freaking out! You should be freaking out too!" I stood up and paced around the room.

          "TessaLynn Sampson! I am freaking out just as much as you are! I freaked out when you were calm cause I thought you were happy that I was leaving. And I calmed down because when you freaked I knew that you were scared that I was leaving too. And as for highschool, I have no idea. When I finally get my replacement phone I will call you everyday after school and we can talk for hours while we do homework. How about that?" She rushed with the most amount of hope an eleven year old could have when she was moving away from her best friend.

     At this point, Lia and I have swapped places. Me, I used to be the girly girl with my pink dresses, curled hair, and acessories, while Lia used to be the one in jeans and a t-shirt with her hair up in a pony tail everyday. But now, with everything we've been through, I was the one in a baggy shirt to cover everything, jeans, and my hair up, while Amelia would always walk into school with the skirts, flats, perfectly curled hair, and all kinds of bangles, ear rings, necklaces, and rings. We have never been the same. Always black or white, peanut butter or jelly, tom boy or girly girl. That's why we got along so well.

          "Tessa? Helloooo?" Lia waved a tiny hand in my face, fear plaguing her eyes. 

          "Give me a sec please. This is kind of a lot to take in" I said tentatively while rubbing my temple trying to make my migrain go away before my stomach started aacting up. Man I need some Motrin.

          "Ok, I'll go grab some for you. I'm sorry Tess. I know this is hard." She stopped, her eyes glazing over showing she was truely sad, and walked away. Did I say that out loud? "Yah" she called from the bathroom.

     Thats another thing about me. I tend to say my thoughts outloud. It'll really get me in trouble some day. Though it already has before. I accidentally told my grandma that I didnt want to take a nap and lets just say that I had a red mark in the shape of a spoon for a couple of days. Yah I had strick grandparents but they were also one of the nicest people I've ever met and I miss like mad.

     I heard Lia walk back into the room and I wiped my eyes from the thought of my Oma and Opa (thats German for grandma and grandpa if anyone didnt know) then looked up. She handed me the bottle and I quickly dropped 3 in my hand. That was usual for me; getting sudden migraines when I get frustrated or sad and having to take 3 pills or else I get sick to my stomach. Lia was used to it so she usually kept an extra bottle for when I came over and we watch sad movies or we talk about things that've happened even though we've lived in the same town and have gone to the same school for 5 years. I'll go to her house and as soon as I walk in the door she'll hand me 3 pills and I know that something has happened and it was time to talk.

          "Thanks" I said and downed them before puting the bottle back in the bathroom cabinet. What am I going to do? I asked myself. You're not gonna be able to do it. You're a whimp without her. Ugly. Stupid. Fat. Her plan is going to go down the shitter and she's going to forget about you. I don't blame her though. Who would want to be friends with you? My head told me and my heart followed suit.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Here you go guys! Second chapter!;p i know its slow now but I'm trying and we havent gotten to the good stuff yet;)