"You're Grandma said you were what?" I go to Lakeview High School in Chicago, Illinois and telling your friends about the incredible weird and crazy story my Grandmother told me isn't easy.
"She said that Red Riding Hood herself was in love with Mr. Big Bad Wolf and that I am destined to be the next Red Riding Hood." My best friend, Louise (even though I call her Lulu) rolled her eyes.
"Then you're grandma sure must be old to think that, Scar." Scar was my nick name that Lulu picked out for me in fourth grade and surprisingly hadn't gone away. My full name is Rachel Elizabeth Delgado but my Grandmother calls me Scarlett because in the "perfect lighting" my dark auburn hair showed hints of natural scarlet highlights. For a long while, I actually thought my name was Scarlett because of how many times my Grandmother had called me when I supposedly homeschooled...leading up to why Lulu calls me Scar. That and the scar I got on my hand years ago from something that had happened. It was a real ugly cut that had to be stitched up leaving a big crescent scar right on the top of my hand. Don't ask me how I got it, I seriously don't remember. What's weird about me is that I can't remember anything before fourth grade. The most I remember is when my mom, my brother, and I suddenly moved away from my Grandma's house and me unexpectedly becoming friends with Lulu. That's it; nothing more and nothing less.
"Rachel! Are you listening? Don't tell me you believe her? I mean, come on! That story is told to children just so they remember not to go off alone and talk to strangers but you're grandma, out of all the people in the world, thinks that it's meant for your family and that you're destined to be the next Red Riding Hood. She's insane!"
I looked up from my book and glared at her. She knows not to bad mouth my grandmother. "Wanna say that again, Louise?"
"Ladies, ladies, please. No need to fight over me. There's enough wonderfulness to go around." We both looked over at the guy in bright red pants with a light blue shirt with a very amazing looking black bowtie, and couldn't help but laugh. By now we're used to David, but that line was just too cheesy to not ignore. He's not necessarily straight but he's not gay either... He's just a guy who has a great sense in fashion and hasn't found the right girl to compliment him. At least, that's his excuse.
"Did you even hear what we were talking about?" Lulu asked.
"Errrr...Not really. I stopped listening after 'You're Grandma say what??',started thinking how gorgeous Ethan looks in that shirt and then tuned back in when it looked like the claws were about to come out." I rolled my eyes. Ok so maybe David on occasions did act a little gay at some points but you should hear him when he goes on about this one girl in Math class. He doesn't talk about her with us but we caught him several times telling his guy friends on how cute she looked and how she talked to him that day.
"I'm sorry. We're talking about the family cow while you're talking about the neighbor's spaceship so please get it together." I looked over at Lulu, who then was stuffing her mouth with her tuna sandwich. Lulu was the tomboy and her parents left her at an early age. Her grandparents had been taking care of her and their relationship isn't the greatest like I have it with my Grandma. So automatically she saw all grandparents in the world as her own, making it hard to talk to her about this.
"Anyways, I know what she said is weird but what's weirder is that...." I couldn't finish what I really wanted to say. It was too much even for me to believethat somewhere deep inside I actually did believe her.
"Daw wa???"Lulu said, as she chewed a huge chunk of tuna.
"That....I might have to like some creepy, weird person."
"Since when was I considered creepy, sweetheart?" I turned around and saw my cru-....okay so, technically yes, he is my boyfriend but it's still awkward between us to the point where even David was confused if we were together or not.
