Chapter 6
After Halloween, I was left with a very large amount of candy. I dumped the bag of candy out onto the carpet of my living room, and began sorting the candy into two piles - candy I like, and candy I didn't like. The first pile was considerably bigger, but the second pile wasn't exactly small. I let my mom steal all the dark chocolate from the second pile, and then I scooped it all into a bag. Hoisting it over my shoulder, I felt a bit like Santa Claus as I walked up into the woods. I'd texted Abigail, just telling her to meet me at the usual spot. I didn't know whether or not she was bringing Andrew. I didn't tell her about the candy. That was a surprise.
When I arrived, however, I only saw Andrew.
"Um, hi." I said. He looked at me. "Is Abigail here?" I asked.
"No, she couldn't make it." He was looking at me a bit strangely. A slight panic rose in my throat, I didn't want to be alone with him.
"Well, I just brought some candy for the two of you." I said, shoving the bag towards him. He took it.
"Meredith-" he began, but I cut him off.
"I gotta go now," I said and began to jog off, forcing myself not to break into a run. Perhaps it wasn't the nicest thing to do, but I knew that I was very uncomfortable with being alone with him and knowing he liked me while I didn't return those feelings. I'd seen some of the things boys had done to my friends and other girls at my school when they were rejected. Maybe Andrew was nicer, but I didn't really want to find out. Once I was back in my room, I collapsed onto my bed and sighed. Maybe Andrew would be nicer if I'd just turned him down, but he would not be pleased if I got together with his sister. I groaned and rubbed my eyes. November was off to a great start.
A couple weeks passed and the weather got colder and the nights got shorter. I went to see the twins less and less, as the sun had begun to set around four thirty in the afternoon, which I personally thought was ridiculous. One bright Saturday morning, less than a week before Thanksgiving, I woke to discover relatively warm weather and no plans for the whole day. Grinning, I got dressed and ready, and went to text Abigail when I got a text from Sierra, asking if I wanted to hang out. I paused and bit my lip, thinking. Finally, I texted Sierra back, asking her to come over and saying that I was going to hang out with Abigail and she was invited. It was ten minutes before she replied, saying no thanks. I paused. Was she mad at me? Had I done something? I shook my head and put away my phone, I was sure we were fine. Sierra would tell me if something was up, she's always been rather candid. I then texted Abigail, and headed downstairs to have something to eat and hoping we had waffles.
About an hour later, I was heading into the woods to meet Abigail at our usual spot. I was a little nervous, but it'd been awhile since we'd seen each other. I'd pulled my hair into a ponytail to get it out of my face. I hoped it looked okay. The wind was a bit strong today, and not only did I have to watch where I stepped on the ground, I had to keep an eye on up above, to watch for any falling branches. When I finally arrived at the meeting spot, I was shivering a little. The wind went right through my jacket. Abigail wasn't there yet. I stood around, waiting, for about ten minutes. Then I texted her, and waited some more. I sat down, to curl up into a ball and preserve some body heat, when I finally got a text.
"Can't come, sorry," I read. "Something happened. Tell you later." I paused, and looked out over to the farm. What had happened? Something with Andrew? Something with their dad? I shivered, and pulled my useless jacket closer. It was time to go back home.
Naturally, after a while, my mom began to notice how much extra time I was spending in the woods, and she confronted me about it. So I told her almost everything about the twins, their names, what they looked like, their lifestyle, even a little bit about their dad. The only thing I held back was that I liked Abigail, that Andrew liked me, and just how bad the situation with Abigail's dad was. However, my mom knew that I was bi, and she knew that I liked one of the twins - she was just trying to figure out who.
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Farmgirl
Teen FictionIf you've been following me for awhile, you probably heard about or even read Farmboy, written by me November 2014 for Nanowrimo. Two years later, I've decided to rewrite the novel - but with two girls instead. While exploring the woods by her hous...