Even Pretty Dies

3

"Kathleen!" Emily yells.

Kathleen gets out of the changing place made of bed sheets. Her outfit is yet again completely Black and dark blue.

"Why you never wear something else?" Emily asks.

Kathleen rolls her eyes.

"Let's go get coffee," Emily says.

Kathleen nods and they leave for the coffee place close by.

"So. Mom called me last night," Emily says.

Kathleen stays silent.

"She said that i should show my friends," Emily says.

Kathleen rolls her eyes.

"So. Are you free? We've known each other for a month about. So. Would you like to talk with my family?" Emily asks.

Kathleen looks at Emily.

"Oh. Not like talk talk. Dad will talk so much that you don't have to," Emily says.

Kathleen nods slightly.

"Thanks. Ralph and Clara. What are the news? Ralph is more happy Then normal," Emily says.

"Ring," Kathleen says.

"He is going to ask her?" Emily asks.

Kathleen nods.

"They have been together six years. Am i right?" Emily asks.

Kathleen nods.

"That is so cute," Emily says.

Kathleen rolls her eyes.

"Did you dream of getting married as you were small?" Emily asks.

Kathleen nods.

"When did you drop it?" Emily asks.

"Aged five," Kathleen says.

"Why? I've always dreamed of getting married. It's such a happy thing. The bells ringing. The dresses. Cakes. Dancing," Emily says spinning.

Kathleen takes Emily's hand and pulls it. A bike goes in front them. It was close to crashing into Emily.

"Oh. Birds. Absolutely," Emily says.

Kathleen rolls her eyes.

"Can't you just hear the bells ring?" Emily asks.

Kathleen rolls her eyes.

"Come on," Emily says.

She takes both of Kathleen's hands and spins with her.

"I took dancing in school. I've danced ten years," Emily says.

Kathleen rolls her eyes and looks over to the coffee place.

"Oh. Do you think Clara and Ralph will have babies?" Emily asks.