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Annie by Yeda
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Wanting to keep acting like a neat freak, I told them
to go on down, that I’d be down in a minute but I just wanted to clean
up a little. They all said ‘OK’ and hurried downstairs leaving me
alone. I just waited up there for about 2 minutes and then hurried
downstairs to eat. Knowing that I couldn’t keep avoiding Abby forever
and seeing that Sarah and Justin were already sitting next to each
other, I went and sat next to Abby. My mother Ellen told us that
dinner was ready and so we all went up to the counter and started
putting the hotdogs and hamburgers on buns and adding whatever we
wanted to them. I didn’t talk much during dinner except to apologize
about how messy my room had been because I was sitting next to Abby
and if I talked she would probably expect it to be to her and I didn’t
especially want to do that at the moment as my feelings towards her
were not what you would call good. She seemed fine that way and was
perfectly contented to talk to Sarah and Justin who also seemed
perfectly contented to talk to her. Of course none of them addressed
me but what could I expect? Nothing better I’m quite sure. I just sat
there listening to them talk about the latest books they had read and
things like that but then, I looked around sharply as I heard my name
coming from next to me.
“Annie, what’s your favorite book?” Abby asked me.
“Bridge to Terabithia,” I told her, trying not to sound as cool as I
felt. She told me that she hadn’t read that one but she’d heard it was
too sad. That’s right, I thought, you and your friends all like the
same books and the same movies and you all agree on everything and I’m
the odd one out. The black sheep.
I miserably gave up trying to eat. I just couldn’t force any more food
past that knot in my throat that made it hard to talk.
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