Chapter X: The Not So Happy Ending

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     "Dad I'm going g for a walk!"

"Okay, NO FRIENDS!!"

"Yes dad I know."

"Okay just making sure."

Emily left and started walking to Myra's house. When she knocked on the door Myra's mom opened the door. "Oh hello. I'm Emily, can I talk to Myra? I want to straighten up what I messed up last time I saw her."

"Okay, come in."

"Thanks." Emily walked into the house to see that it was a mess off Chinese food boxes. And  chopstick wrappers everywhere. Along with clothes and blankets scattered on the ground and couch. To the point were you could not see the couch.

"Emily? What are you doing here?" A familiar voice said.

Emily turned to see Myra looking pissed off with her arms crossed in front of her. "Woah with your hands crossed in front of your body, you look almost professional but also pissed."

"Really thanks. Now why are you here." Myra went from looking mad and professional to a little teenager.

"I'm here to apologize for how things ended with us."

"Why? Things ended fine with us it was me and John that ended terribly."

"Yeah, but things for me ended not that fine with us."

"Oh."

"Look I'm sorry, I've been changing your totally right. But I'm still me. And no one, no guy is going to change that. Only I change that."

"Okay." Myra smiled. "Now get over here I want a hug."

"Alright." Emily hugged Myra.

"Do you wanna do something sometime?"

"Actually." Myra and Emily walked to John's. "Okay if you ever see my dad dont tell him we saw each other or went here. I'm supposed to be grounded."

"Okay, but why are we here?"

"To fix things between my best friend and boyfriend."

"I'm your best friend?!?"

"Yeah."

"Yes!!"

Emily and Myra walked to the door. And knocked. "Hey are your parents still gone?"

"Yeah, hey Myra. Why are you two here? And why have you been ignoring me?"

"Long story can we come in?"

"Yeah."

"Okay thanks."

"So what is this long story?"

"When I went home I got grounded and lost my phone along with privileges to see and talk to people."

"Okay, was that shortened?"

"Yes, and Myra is here to fix whatever is wrong between you two."

"Shortened?"

"Does it matter?"

"No."

"Okay good. Now go fix whatever happened."

"I'm sorry in the first grade I started to call you a douchebag. And man whore I said the one behind your back. The thing is I liked you, and I never knew what to do so I copied my brother and was a jerk to you. Then I was mad at Emily, because I still slightly liked you and I got mad at her for you liking her. But I got over it. And you never knew I liked you because I started to be a bitch to everyone so you wouldn't notice. And I didn't only forget about you, I avoided you and that's my fault. It's my fault on why I got mad at you and Emily." Myra said as she looked at the ground and started to slightly cry.

"It's fine, but I knew the whole time. You still stood out and after one day of you hanging with me, then avoiding me the rest of our lives til now. Was obvious that you liked me. And I always knew you called me a man whore."

"Myra?...Are you crying?" Emily said as she started to walk up to Myra.

"What no why would I cry all I did was admit that I'm a bitch to people." Said Myra in a crying voice, as she whipped away her tear.

"Well if you arnt crying then you won't need a hug." Emily said playfully.

"I kinda want a hug. From you...I was a bitch to you more than anyone." Myra started to walk to Emily still crying.

"I guess I could make an exception." Emily said as she hugged Myra back. John walked up and hugged them both as he yelled groupie. "I have to go home. You know before my dad gets suspicious."

"Okay, I should go too. Bye John."

"Bye Em, bye Myra."

"When did he start calling you Em?"Myra said as she left the house with Emily.

"Just now." The two girls went home.

       A month later Emily got her phone back along with John. They started to hang out more and more. He even took her to prom with Myra as a promise. Soon after prom John and Emily looked in together. And never had to deal with any distribution of parents to get in the way.

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