The Girl With The Brown Hoodie

Are You There, Angie?

"A spoon?" The boy said, making a confused face.

"No, its in here some where..." She said as she rummaged through her suit case, then she found what she was looking for.

"A can of cola? He's got plenty of that." The boy said, crossing his arms.

"It's not just any can, it's Rainbow Cola!" she said, holding up the can, decorated with rainbows.

"How did you even get that?" He said, taking the can and observing it.

"My dad worked with some people, and he had an idea of multi flavored coke. They said he was crazy and gave me the recipe! I have the power to make any flavor of cola!" Angie said. "By the way, whats your name?"

"Tom." He said."Do you live around here?"

"No"

"Where do you live?"

"No where."

"What? Here, come in."

"Thanks" Angie said as she carried her suitcase into the house. She was soaking wet once she entered, and the clear air suprisded her.

"I share the house with two other boy's, but we have one extra room. You can settle in there for now." Tom said, showing her a fourth door in the hallway. There was a sign there, it read 'T  D'S RO M', as some of the letters had been rubbed off. Tom open the door as I nodded thanks. The inside of the room looked like a normal room, with a bare bed and a small closet. Tom closed the door and Angie looked over to her case. She opened it and pulled out half of her piano, the half where everything important was, like the plug, on/off button, and most of the keys. They were the higher keys, so she didn't need them. She turned on the piano and tested it out. The notes shook every so slightly indicating that it wasn't in perfect condition, but it still worked. She played a few notes, and decided she would play 'Doomsday'. It had no words, but it was one of her favorites and first songs she had played.

Little did she know, Tom had barley walked away when he heard her piano. He quietly went to the door and put his ear to the wood. He did not reconize the song, but whatever it was, it was played awesomly. He sat there for a few more songs, (Yup, she was streesed.) Then when he heard her phone ring he quickly ran to his room

Angie picked up her phone, and looked at the caller id. She didn't reconize the number, but it seemed familier. She picked up.

"Helllllllo?" She said, unpacking as she talked.

"Angie! I'm so sorry!" The caller said. Angie regret calling this number, for she reconized the caller. JORDAN. She though as she crunched up a paper dramaticly.

"What do you want?" Angie said in a rude tone.

"I wanted to say I'm sorry. It's really lonley here and I want my friend back." She begged, sounding as if she had cried eairlier.

"You know what? No. I'm not going back just to make someone feel good. Tell my Uncle I found a new job. I'm not going back." She said, and hung up.

Jordan is SO clingy... She though as she finished un packing.

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Yay, average chapter! Btw Edd and Matt arn't in the house if I didn't clarify that.