ask.
“I’m doing my job as a best friend and checking the guy out. I am putting you on speaker since I need my fingers.” I can hear the sound of her fingers rapidly moving across the keyboard and then everything is quiet.
“Dear lord, Alexander is FINE.” I can hear the gasp through the phone.
“What are you looking at?”
“Facebook. I told you, having an account is vital, so we could stay in touch,” she scolds.
“I created one, I just don’t use it.” I log into the account and type in Alex’s name.
“Hey wait, how did you know who he was if I didn’t tell you his name?” I scroll through the pictures on his page. I look at my name and see that Heidi likes my profile picture. How can she like something I don’t have? I click on messages underneath the photo of us at the Phillies game and see her message.
Hacked by the best. #Bff4evr
“You really need to crawl out from under your rock and learn about social networking. Now tell me everything about him: start from the beginning and don’t leave out any details.” I do as instructed, starting from the moment I saw him in the lot. “Please tell me you’re joking,” Heidi says, when I share the discussion from AP Chem and laughs so hard, she snorts into the phone. “So tell me does he have big hands?”
Knowing what she is referring to, I decide to be diplomatic with my answer. “His hands are perfect and so are his lips.” I trace my finger over my lips, remembering the sensations of my first kiss ever.
“Now, what’s this deal with your mom and the landlord?” She asks.
“He’s kind of my step-dad now. They got hitched yesterday at the courthouse.”
“Wait. Angie, the serial dater, is now married?”
“Yep!”
“This is awesome news for you; maybe he will turn her into a normal mom.”
“Maybe, but I don’t need a mom anymore, plus, why get excited about something that may not last through the winter? I just hope she can keep it together until graduation in the spring. I can’t take another move before college.” I admit and hear Heidi sigh quietly in background.
“I hope it works out for everyone’s sake. Divorce sucks!” She says and starts to sob.
“What’s going on?” I start to worry
“My folks have been fighting a lot and are planning to split after I graduate,” she finally gets out.
“Sometimes people just fight. Are you sure they’re going to get divorced?”
“Yep, it’s for reals. Dad moved all of his stuff to the spare bedroom and they won’t even sit at the table together to eat dinner. The worst part is they are putting me in the middle. Mom will say: you tell your father, or Dad will say: you let your mother know.”
“I’m so sorry you’re going through that; I wish you had told me sooner.”
“I didn’t want to talk about it because, if I did, that made it real. You know what I mean?”
“I do, indeed.” I say into the phone and wish I could be there for her in person, as she has been for me so many times for me.
“Knock, Knock” Angie says and walks into my room before I tell her to come in.
“We’re waiting on you before we eat dinner,” she says impatiently.
“I’m talking to Heidi. I’ll heat it up later.” She just stands there staring at me.
“Dinner is ready now, and we shouldn’t have to wait for you; you’re being rude,” she says, loud enough for Heidi to hear.
“Hey, you go ahead and eat dinner; I’m going to be turning in soon anyway.” I can hear the sadness in her voice.
“I didn’t mean to get Angie on your case. I’m so pumped that you have a boyfriend. I expect daily updates,” she says and we hang up. I just can’t believe that Heidi’s folks are going to split up. For three years, her folks were the people I idolized and if they can’t make it, I see little hope for Angie and Larry.
“So how was your first day, Sophie?” Larry asks as he passes me the salad bowl.
“It
“I’m doing my job as a best friend and checking the guy out. I am putting you on speaker since I need my fingers.” I can hear the sound of her fingers rapidly moving across the keyboard and then everything is quiet.
“Dear lord, Alexander is FINE.” I can hear the gasp through the phone.
“What are you looking at?”
“Facebook. I told you, having an account is vital, so we could stay in touch,” she scolds.
“I created one, I just don’t use it.” I log into the account and type in Alex’s name.
“Hey wait, how did you know who he was if I didn’t tell you his name?” I scroll through the pictures on his page. I look at my name and see that Heidi likes my profile picture. How can she like something I don’t have? I click on messages underneath the photo of us at the Phillies game and see her message.
Hacked by the best. #Bff4evr
“You really need to crawl out from under your rock and learn about social networking. Now tell me everything about him: start from the beginning and don’t leave out any details.” I do as instructed, starting from the moment I saw him in the lot. “Please tell me you’re joking,” Heidi says, when I share the discussion from AP Chem and laughs so hard, she snorts into the phone. “So tell me does he have big hands?”
Knowing what she is referring to, I decide to be diplomatic with my answer. “His hands are perfect and so are his lips.” I trace my finger over my lips, remembering the sensations of my first kiss ever.
“Now, what’s this deal with your mom and the landlord?” She asks.
“He’s kind of my step-dad now. They got hitched yesterday at the courthouse.”
“Wait. Angie, the serial dater, is now married?”
“Yep!”
“This is awesome news for you; maybe he will turn her into a normal mom.”
“Maybe, but I don’t need a mom anymore, plus, why get excited about something that may not last through the winter? I just hope she can keep it together until graduation in the spring. I can’t take another move before college.” I admit and hear Heidi sigh quietly in background.
“I hope it works out for everyone’s sake. Divorce sucks!” She says and starts to sob.
“What’s going on?” I start to worry
“My folks have been fighting a lot and are planning to split after I graduate,” she finally gets out.
“Sometimes people just fight. Are you sure they’re going to get divorced?”
“Yep, it’s for reals. Dad moved all of his stuff to the spare bedroom and they won’t even sit at the table together to eat dinner. The worst part is they are putting me in the middle. Mom will say: you tell your father, or Dad will say: you let your mother know.”
“I’m so sorry you’re going through that; I wish you had told me sooner.”
“I didn’t want to talk about it because, if I did, that made it real. You know what I mean?”
“I do, indeed.” I say into the phone and wish I could be there for her in person, as she has been for me so many times for me.
“Knock, Knock” Angie says and walks into my room before I tell her to come in.
“We’re waiting on you before we eat dinner,” she says impatiently.
“I’m talking to Heidi. I’ll heat it up later.” She just stands there staring at me.
“Dinner is ready now, and we shouldn’t have to wait for you; you’re being rude,” she says, loud enough for Heidi to hear.
“Hey, you go ahead and eat dinner; I’m going to be turning in soon anyway.” I can hear the sadness in her voice.
“I didn’t mean to get Angie on your case. I’m so pumped that you have a boyfriend. I expect daily updates,” she says and we hang up. I just can’t believe that Heidi’s folks are going to split up. For three years, her folks were the people I idolized and if they can’t make it, I see little hope for Angie and Larry.
“So how was your first day, Sophie?” Larry asks as he passes me the salad bowl.
“It
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