It was silence as the doctor walked towards us.
My heart beated faster. I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. I smiled at Erika.
She patted me on the shoulder. With a it's-gonna-be-alright expression.
The doctor walked towards my dad.
"Mr Stewart. Your daughter is doing well. The operation was a success!"
Dad eyes filled up with tears. "Thank You!"
I hugged Erika. "See Geraldine. . It's alright!"
I gave my friends a smile. This time it was from the heart.
I looked at my dad's joyful expression and then turn to look at Erika and Elizabeth.
I smiled.
Then I looked over to Joseph, who gave me a smile, I smiled back.
Lastly Emmanuel. Of course my heart started racing.
But. I'm not gonna do anything about this.
I can't control my feelings but I can control my actions.
Maybe I am in love with Emmanuel.
Maybe I do feel something for him.
But all I want is for us to stay just like we are now.
Friends.
I would probably regret It.
But still Erika and Elizabeth meant more.
Emmnauel... I think is stupid. Becuase we haven't really talk and I'm like crushing over him.
I'll just count it as a normal teenage crush that comes and goes.
And he probably doesn't feel the same way so what for?
Hold on a minute... Geraldine do not even go there.
You can't have a crush on him. You can't covert him.
He's your bestfriend's boyfriend.
He is hers. And She is his.
The very friend that helped me have confidence and allowed me to feel many things for the first time.
Joseph? I'm doing nothing about it too.
I can't risk the friendship between Elizabeth, Erika and I.
Even if we are friends for no more then two weeks.
Love can come later.
Right now Friends matter most.
****
It's been two days since I last saw them.
School's out for the summer so I've been spending my time visting Liz and working.
I recently found a part time job in a cafe. Well at least I can earn some money.
"Dad! I'm going off to visit Liz." I told him.
"Sure. Sure. Geraldine." He took out a container. " Here take this to her. The food at the hospital isn't that good. Home-cooked is pretty much the best."
"Okay."I smiled.
"You know something, Geraldine?" Dad turned to me.
"Yeah? "
"Your friends are really nice. Treasure them. Thanks to them your sister is alive. Don't do anything that will hurt them. Okay?"
"I know, Dad." I smiled at him. "I'm so blessed to know them."
"Yes. You are." He gave me a hug. "Come on. Go vist Liz. Tell her I love her. I'm off to work so take care."
"I will." I hugged him back.
As I walked down the road, I put on my headphones.
Might as well. It's a twenty minute walk there.
"Hey. Fancy seeing you here. The girl with the short hair." A familiar voice called.
No. That voice meant trouble.
Why her of all people?
I turned around and took out my headphones.
"Tracy." I reluctantly greeted her.
"Hey Gera. Or should I call you Geraldine? " She laughed. "Where are your friends? Hold on. I know they wouldn't be friends with someone like you. That is if they are smart enough to do that."
I rolled my eyes. "Finished speaking? Because I got to go."
"Not so fast. Stewart." She replied. "I'm not finished. This is just the beginning."
Tracy was with two other girls. If I remembered well, their names were Amanda and Shirley.
"Anyway..I have something interesting that you may be eager to hear about." Tracy continued. " Emmanuel's leaving the country for Canada in two months time and he won't be coming back for two years."
What... Emmanuel is.. Hold on. Why did she mention him. Does she know?
"What has he going to Canada got to with me?" I asked without changing my expression.
"Oh.We both know well enough why.." She smirked. "I know more than you think. Stewart."
I had enough of this. Myabe she was right. I do know why I would want to know more. But I couldn't show it in front of her that I cared.
"Whatever." I turned and walked away.
-To be continued

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