My Best Friends Brother (Ch.2)

I walked through the bedroom door. I stepped on something soft and cold;it was a piece of duct tape dividing the room in half. I looked around taking the image in. Beth's half was on the right side, which contained a white bed with a pink camo a sheets and blankets,and a white dresser and nightstand. On the wall were pictures of her family and friends, and several pictures of her pets she had throughout the years. She also had several trophies, which I saw quickly. You couldnt miss them. Two for softball, one for swimming, and two for school. Beth was very girly, yet focused on school and not shopping. She loved all sports.

Shane's portion of the room was the left side, and smelled like Fritos and pizza. No surprise there. His bed had green and brown camo. The siblings did have something in common other than the desire to torture each other constantly. He had no trophys or books, but he had a TV and a Wii. His bed wasnt made and his dirty clothes all over the floor, but other than that I liked it.

I sat down on Shanes bed because Beth was laying on her bed painting her toe nails hot pink. Shane came in sat down next to me, handing me a piece of pizza. "No, thank you." I said grabing his hand and pushing it away. I didnt know where that pizza had been.

"Ew, Heather, get off his bed, it probably has rabies."

"Shut up, Beth like your any better." I said, and was immeadiatley sorry.

She sat up, smiling. "Gettin all defensive, I wonder what that means!" Beth said, devilishly.

"Both of you shut up! I dont wanna hear your crap!" Shane said. "And even if she did like me Beth, I dont think I would go out with her."

We just stared at him, and I was the one who broke the silence. "Now who's getting defensive?" I ask jokingly, trying to cover up all the hurt inside of me because of what Shane just said.

Shane blushed, then he threw his pillow at me. "I cannot believe I hafta deal with you two next year!" He yelled, obivously frusturated.

At this point I was dazed and confused. "Your going to Harial Middle next year?"

"Yup, sure am" he replied.

Now, there are two middle schools in small town, Harial and Cooper, and Beth and I go to Harial, and I was under the impression that their dad was not going to send them to the same school. But apparently, I was wrong. This was going to be the best year ever. I couldnt wait. Two weeks seemed like a lifetime to me. Now was my chance.