Speaking From My Grave

Your Secret Is Mine Now

'Hey! You okay?" Tracy peeped in Kelly's locker as she chose those words carefully in her mind "I mean, I do understand everything that has been happening lately but you can trust me on them. Yeah seriously you can!" she bubbled out unlocking her guitar case, all set for the music class.

"Stop it" Kelly shouted, conpletely startling Tracy "You really don't know how it is so stop pretending"

A minute of silence followed the staement as everyone stared at them before they went back to chatting again. But back ther in the corner of the hall there was still a person who wouldn't make a single move. That was the worst Kelly had ever been with Tracy.

She hung her head and startled fumbling with words but finally spoke again. "I am sorry Tracy but I guess you should leave me alone for sometime. It is fucking crazy to be driving Jeremy's chevy to the school and not having him around to snatch those car keys away from me and pushing me shotgun. Playing his songs in the car makes it even worse. I miss his crappy singing to those awfully stinky bands and those ruffled glances he threw on me as I mimicked him. The way he had this irritating habit of accompanying me to classroom and leave only until I got seated. I miss that protective guy hovering around for my safety although I cried for space at that time. I miss him. All those things, they cone back to me and I want him to be hanging with me, all the time. And I promise if he comes back, I wil never be the ass I have been to him."

She continued to speak as they made their way out of the girl's room to the music class, shoving past bunchs of teenagers.

"Tracy, some things just don't come into this shitty head of mine. Why would he ever just leave me alone and go? Sorry for that question though. You don't know about him that much. You were rarely around" Kelly tried to apologise as they took their seats.