Finding The Truth Is Hard

Finding The Truth Is Hard(2)

Kristy's P.O.V

While I was in the shower I had a lot to think about; I mean, come on! He's like my best friend! Why does he suddenly seem to not like me?

It may seem odd, but I don't think he like likes me anymore. Usually after not seeing each other for even a day we run I jump into his arms and we hug, but when I actually hit into him he seems all, like he couldn't wait to get away from me or something.

But today he just stared at me like he didn't even know me and it's a pretty sad thing when your best friend doesn't even recognise you.

I mean, yeah sure, I changed my looks a bit-okay so maybe a lot, but still, he's my best friend! That shouldn't make a difference to him.

I was growing continually mad at him and by the time I got out of the shower-which I was in wayy to long-I had come to the conclusion that I would no longer talk to him.

It was around lunch time when I finally went down stairs, and for once I had perfect timing; mom just walked in the door and she was carrying all of the bags by herself so I stopped to help her out and she offered to made me something for lunch.

"I'll make you anything! I'm in a cooking mood today-What would you guys like for supper? Oh I think I'm gonna go all out tonight, a welcome back feast! Yeah, that'll be cool and we could like.." I let her rant on for a little while longer about everything and eventually she clued in.

"Oh, I'm sorry dear, just run up and get the boys for me will ya?"

Of all things she could have asked me to do...It just had to be this.

"Sure thing, mom. Oh, but before I do-I forgot to tell you why I was looking for you earlier-Julie's having a baby! Isn't it exciting?!"

Julie was my aunt, the one that I was staying with all summer. We had just found out that she was pregnant on the day that I left and I was told that I was allowed to tell mom, but no body else. I found out before my uncle. It was funny really, we had snuck out to get the test then waited for the results together.

It had been a great big exciting secret with lots of drama, and we had been having so much fun-we were always super close and she told me that she felt as if she could tell me everything and trust me with it before she could her girlfriends; they were super loyal and everything she just said that she felt like it was so much easier with me.

I don't know what it is with me but a lot of people seem to say that.

"Ohmygod!" she squealed.

We did a little happy dance and fully intended to continue, but eventually we hear a muffled laugh from the kitchen entryway-muffled like someone had been trying to hold it back.

I turned around to see Cole standing there, "Sorry. Please feel free to continue-I was enjoying the show." he looked like he was still trying really hard not to laugh, and it almost made me laugh-until I realised that I was uber mad at him.

He was to damn easy to get along with.

"Oh! Cole! I didn't see you there dear. Are you guys getting hungry yet?"

I think my moms biggest fear was that someone would be hungry in her house; she was always cooking and offering out food.

But, that's a good thing because she can actually cook, she's not one of those moms who always tries to cook, and no one really likes it, but they try to be polite and eat it anyways.

"Actually, yes. that's why I was coming down here. Checking to see if you had gotten back." he entered and headed towards the table where the bags we had brought in were still sitting.

"What's for lunch?" he asked sitting down in a chair and looking through the bags. It may sound odd for someone who doesn't live here, but mom sees him as her third child and wants him to act as if he lives here-plus its really hard not to feel that at home here. My mom loved really old-fashioned, country things, so our home has an overall cottagey comfy vibe.

"umm, that's what we were just figuring out-well trying to at least." she corrected at his doubtful look. Well, I suppose it wouldn't really look like we were discussing what to have for lunch when he walked in and we were jumping up and down squealing.

"Surrree, ya were." he grinned sarcastically.

As much as I wanted to either laugh along with I'm or at least correct him, I couldn't. I was going to stick to my promise to myself.

Whoa, since when did I make a promise to not talk to him?

Whatever. I quietly exited the room, before it got to obvious to mom that I wasn't talkin to Cole.

I went outside, and down by the lake. I sat on the dock and gently sat my feet on the water-yes, I do mean on. I tried to keep them touching it, but just barely; like they were on it.

It feels so weird-I love it!

I just sat there for a while, until I decided that mom was probably done makin us a snack and I went back inside.

I had great timing in one way, terrible in another.

"Hey sweetie, I just gotta put everything on plates. Can you run up and the boys? Thanks." mom asked as I entered the kitchen, absentmindedly. She was paying more attention to fixing her plant on the windowsill-it was super pretty and colourful, with a whole bunch of different kinds, but I have no idea what any of them are.

"Sure."

Wait!

Man, that means I have to go up into my brothers bedroom, where Cole is! And get them, meaning get Cole!

Damn! Why do I agree to things so fast?

Oh, maybe if I just yell..."Josh! The foods done!"

Apparently he didn't hear me, because there was no movement upstairs.

Urg! Fine. Ill go up, but I'm still ignoring the jerk.

I ran up the stairs, taking two at a time and started hollering before I even got to his room-he had music on, so that's probably why he didn't hear me yell earlier.

"Josh get your ass down there right no-" I broke off when I saw that it wasn't Josh in his room.

Nope, it was Cole.

Getting dressed.