Chat Room

Chapter 5: Chat Room

I walked inside the house and immediately, Nick walked up to me. "What did you do this time?" He asked me in a hushed voice. " How did you get here before me?" I asked, trying to push away from his question. He shook his head. "You didn't answer my question." "You didn't answer mine." Nick looked at me and brushed a hand through his hair. "I got picked up early. Dentist appointment. Now, what did you do?" God, I did not feel like telling this to him or my parents. "Beat up some girls in the bathroom for picking on me." I said walking upstairs to my parents bedroom. "Knock one out?" Nick asked. "Two." "Did you do the swirly?" A smile creeps onto his face. "You know I did." Nick squealed and hugged me by the waist. "You're growing up so fast, big sister. I think I'm about to cry." He sniffed. I laughed at him for a second and then I realized that we're at my parents door. Nick unlatched himself from my waist and ran down the hall to his room. "I love you Quinn. I'll say good things at your funeral!" He yelled as he closes his door. Well, I know where we stand. I took a deep breath and walked into my parents room.

" Heeeeyy, mom and dad. Did you get your hair cut, dad? And mom you look-" "Save it, Harley. We know what you did today, and your father and I do not approve of it." My mother said in her stern voice. My dad looked at with a half-smile. "Now Harley, that wasn't the nicest thing for you to do, but I'm proud of you for sticking up for yourself." He grabbed my mothers hand and they smiled at me. "Though this is not lady-like of you, I'm proud." My mother said. I don't know what it is, but her accent makes it sound better than it would coming from an American. My dad turned to my mom. "Do you think she should take her medicine now?" He tried to say in a hushed voice. "Oh my gosh, we just had a nice family moment, why can't we keep it going?" I said. "I think she does, go get it." My mother said and my dad got up and walked to the bathroom. I rolled my eyes. "Stop talking about me like I'm not here, Jesus. I'm in the same room if you haven't noticed." I raised my voice a little bit. My mom shushed me. "Be quiet, the baby is sleeping." She said in a hushed voice. "Sorry, I don't wanna wake the baby." I lowered my voice. "I'll take my medicine if, I get to take it with juice." My parents shared a look for a moment. "I'm cool with it. What about you, Ray?" my dad asked my mom. "Okay, this time only." my mom smiled at me. I fist pumped the air and run downstairs only to see Nick eating cereal.

"Dude, you do know mom's making dinner in like, two more hours?" I grabbed the fruit punch from the fridge and pour it in a cup. " Yeah, but the only thing I've eaten today was Applebee's." "Aww, you guys went to Applebee's and didn't get me any?" I whined. "I could only eat the soup since this was hurting like hell." Nick points to his gums. "What did they do to it?" I asked looking at his cherry red gums. "Take your pills first." He commanded. I shrugged my shoulders and threw back the pills and the juice. "Ahhhh. Now tell me."

"They scraped the living shit out of my mouth, then rinsed it and by the time mom and dad came back to pick me up I-I was crying." Nick said the last part quietly so I wouldn't hear it. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Are you telling me, that you, Nicholas Arnold Bell James-" "I'm changing that when I get older." He interrupted "Cried at the dentist office?" I bursted into laughter and Nicks face turned red. He stands up and throws away his cereal. "Wait a minute, if your mouth hurts so bad, why were you eating Apple Jacks?" I asked out of curiosity. "I really wanted some." He said before walking out of the kitchen. After a few minutes, I walked back up stairs and opened my laptop. I noticed I had a chat room message. I opened it and read it to myself.

TheFrais1234: Hey.

I contemplated on whether I should respond or not. I shook my head and started typing.

Quinn1988: Hi.

TheFrais1234: How are you doing?

Quinn1988: I'm okay. Who is this?

TheFrais1234: If I said that I'm not a pedophile, will you not ask that again?

Quinn1988: Are you a pedophile?

TheFrais1234: No.

Quinn1988: Well, then I won't ask for you name

TheFrais1234: Thanks, so how was your day? (Tell all of the details, please.)

Quinn1988: Um, well, I got into a fight with these girls because they put gum in my hair.

TheFrais1234: Yikes.

Quinn1988: Yeah. And my principal set me up to organize some papers with this guy that I like, but I don't think he feels the same. Anyway how was your day?

TheFrais1234: Kinda of like yours. My teacher had me work on a project with this girl that I like. I kind of think she feels the same, but, it may be mixed signals that I'm getting.

Quinn1988: I know that feeling. My crush gives them to me all the time. Sometimes, I think that he actually means it.

Just then my mom calls me downstairs.

Quinn1988: Hold on, my mom is calling me.

TheFrais1234: Ok

I type quickly and run downstairs. "Yes?" I say out of breath. "I'm gonna need some help with dinner, so go get your father and brother." My mom instructs. I run back upstairs and go to my computer.

Quinn1988: I have to go. My mom wants me to help her with dinner.

TheFrais1234: Ok, talk to you tomorrow?

Quinn1988:Talk to you tomorrow.

I logged out of the chat and go get my father, brother, and baby brother. I looked forward to talking to TheFrais1234 tomorrow. Hopeful he's not a pedophile.