YOU AND ME

CHAPTER-2 TIME CHANGES PEOPLE!

{Chapter two}

~Mike~

I was hardly controlling my laughter when I saw Megan hit Jenny with her tray. That was hilarious!

Megan and I have been studying together since elementary school. She never was this aggressive as far as I remember.

She was the nerd type, which she is now as well. But back then she was a quite girl. She rarely talked to anyone. Seeing her like this is not ordinary.

She became aggressive when she entered high school. And for some reason she started wearing nothing but black.

Megan's and I's family are really close friends. But me and Megan never get along.

"Mike come downstairs we are ready to go" dad shouted from the living room.

We were going to Megan's for family dinner.

We spend every Friday night on this stupid family dinner of ours. Which we (Megan and I) are supposed to attend forcefully.

"Coming!" I shouted back.

No one in school knows that Megan and I are family friends. Of course for obvious reasons, it will effect my reputation...duh.

In no time my mom, Alyssa Wells, my dad, Mathew Wells and I were standing in front of Megan's house.

It was two story building, with a very big garden. I remember Megan mostly used to spend her time in the garden. She used to draw and paint with beautiful strokes.

But now she rarely come out of her room. She don't even paint anymore. Megan was a type of person who could leave anything except for her love for art.

Well, Time changes people!

Mr. And Mrs. Grey were at the door greeting us.

We were in their living room talking endlessly. But Megan was no where to be seen.

"Sweety come down stairs. They are here!" Lucy said. Megan's parents and I get along very well.

At dinner, Megan came downstairs and joined us wearing her black tank top black skinny jeans and black converse.

Everyone was talking except for Megan.

I try to get close to Megan twice but she nearly killed me. Once I asked her why she always wear black cloths. She ignored me. I asked again almost shouting she got mad. And came towards me to stab me with a fork. Freak.

I also heard she usually have anxiety attacks. I hope she is doing fine

"Hey Mike would you like to come and see my paintings" she said almost Whispering after dinner.

Our parents gasped in shock. She never lets anyone in her room except for her parents. I chuckled in nervousness.

We went together in her room and believe me not her room is beautiful.

A Queen sized bed in the middle if the room paired with two bedside tables. A matching cupboard and a dressing. With peachy curtains draped all over beautifully.

"We need to talk" she said indicating me to sit beside her on the edge of the bed.

"Yeah?" I replied in confusion. I sat beside her close enough for me to see her nervousness.

"Umm...you know I have anxiety attacks often and umm I don't want everyone to know this....so umm....I hope you don't tell it to anyone...umm...please?" I was shocked not because of what she said but because how she said.