"You will find that everyone here is nosy," Kara said as they walked out of the class after Mrs. Andrews' lecture, clutching her book. "Are you hungry?"
"No," Ava replied, fixing a ring on her pinky finger.
"Well, I'm not hungry either. Should I give you a tour around?" Kara asked eagerly, looking Ava up and down. "I never noticed at first, but your clothing style is a clash, you know."
"I'll take the tour and quit the talk about my clothing style. I appreciate the compliment, though," Ava responded, trolling Kara and quickly walking away. A few steps behind, she was announced to be needed in the principal's office.
Kara crunched into her, complying with a warning.
"I don't mean to bother you, but I wish to tell you this. Um... well, get you prepared for that call," Kara scratched her arm.
"What?" Ava asked seriously.
"Nothing. Nothing... nothing at all. You can proceed with what you're about to do, and I'll just mind my business. Okay?... Bye," she turned around, making it look like she had nothing to say.
Mr. Andrews was swinging on his chair, trying to find balance when Ava walked into his office without knocking.
"Those are some manners you've got there, Miss Sinclair. Please return to the door and knock," Andrews pounded his desk, scaring Ava back to the door.
Looking crushed, Ava knocked on the door.
"Who's there?" Andrews asked dismissively.
"Ava," she replied, extending a smile to herself.
"Come in and have a seat," Ava opened the door and took a seat at the table. "You don't just barge in on people like that without warning, okay?"
"I'm sorry, sir," she replied calmly. "You called me?"
"Yes, I have a fax for you from Brenda Sinclair. I assume that's your mother."
"Can I read it?" Ava asked enthusiastically.
"Yes, but not here in my office, right?" Andrews inquired.
"I want to read it in here. I will need to reply right away, if you don't mind, sir."
"No problem. You can just... um... do you need any privacy reading it?" Andrews handed Ava her letter.
"No, I don't, only when I'm writing. I will need a pen," she smiled.
"Anyway, I'll just leave you to it. I have an errand to run. If you're done writing, please place the letter on the table. I will make sure it's delivered to the right person." Andrews headed out.
Waiting to read the letter, Ava's interest grew as she opened it. Her expression became serious as she read.
" My dearest Ava, I know I can't justify my ignorance. My submissiveness has led to all this. All I want you to know is I'm sorry from the heart. I won't let you feel alone in that place. Imagining how it is for you to change your life so suddenly breaks my heart every day. I want to know how you are doing. How is that place treating you? Are you eating well?
I know it's a lot to ask, but I don't want you to lose your beautiful smile that kept everyone around wanting to keep you to themselves. Your sense of humor passed every difficulty that came your way. Keep smiling, and know that one of these days, you will have a reason to appreciate everything you've been through.
I know I usually tell you to cry it out, but this time I don't want you to. I don't want to know you're crying, and I'm not there to comfort you.
I will make time to come and see you often. We can talk about the fun times, and I want you to ask me for anything you need. Anything, I will surely make it."
Lots of love,
Mother.
After finishing the letter, Ava was tearing up. She folded the letter back into the envelope, picked up a pen and paper to start writing. Thoughts ran through her head as she tried to find a starting point.
"Mother,
How are you, Mom?
It's funny how you ask me not to cry, and yet you know for sure I'm doing quite the opposite.
You know what I preciously want can't be granted by you, but still, I need something impatiently. I need to speak to Audrey in person. If only you can get her to meet here when you come to see me. Just this once I ask. The last time I saw her, we didn't end well.
Thank you for writing to me. It makes me feel less alone.
Your only daughter,
Ava."She put the letter in an envelope, placed the pen on the table, and headed out of the office. Kara was still waiting for her in the hallway, leaning against the wall.
"So, should we go for the tour?" Ava grabbed Kara by the arm.
"That's a smile you have there, Ava. So there is someone who makes you smile, huh?" Kara bumped Ava's shoulder.
"What do you mean, someone who makes me smile?"
"Well, for the past few hours I've seen you, your face has been down, but after you came out of the principal's office, it's shining."
"Well, my mom sent me a letter, that's all," Ava changed to a sad expression. "Let's proceed, shall we?" Ava pulled Kara close.
"First, you should know, this is Manning University, named after my last name." They both stood at the entrance stairs. "Well, blah... blah... blah. It was founded by my great-grandparents, but I don't know much about it."
"If we're going to blah... blah... blah around the whole university, we better just go for lunch. I'll take the tour by myself." Ava turned her joking face serious.
"No, no, no, no... no. It's just that the intro here tires me out, but... I'll start over again. My apologies, please." Kara took a few steps back to start over.
"Relax... I was just kidding... actually, I did my homework about Manning, so all I need is a tour around so I won't get lost when I'm on my own." Ava took steps back as well, grabbing Kara by the hand. "I think we shall get on pretty well. Right?" They both went down the stairs smiling.
"Yeah, I think we will," Kara answered.
"The tour ends right here. The school library. My favorite place." Kara took a seat at the top of a table. "Hello, Mr. Clement," she said. "Hello, Kara." "So the library is your favorite spot, huh?" Ava said, sitting next to her. "Well, yeah. Mostly because it's quiet. Few students come around here. It's peaceful and mostly private." "Okay, then. Since the tour is done, can we should head back? I need to do some shopping for my house early at the town market, which I don't know where to find." "I can help with the shopping. I can help with directions. I'm good at that, and I think I've proven myself already, haven't I?" "I don't want to bother you anymore, Kara." "No!" snapped Kara. "It's not a bother at all. On the contrary, I will be able to lessen the time of reporting home like a ninth-grade kid." "Alright. I see you've got yourself an excuse. Thanks anyway." They both walked back to school. Before evening dark, they were already at the market. Kara picked up a few amazing
"How often does this happen?" Ava asked as they both took a seat. "No, forget about it." "No... no... I heard you clearly, Kara. You said 'not today.' That means it's often. I guess it's the reason why you weren't in class yesterday when I arrived." "No!... how do the two things connect. No," fumbled Kara. "Well, I'm not stupid, and your face says otherwise, so," shrugged Ava as she continued whispering. "I can't stand their kind, and I won't turn a blind eye if I ever learn he's done something to you." "Wait, are you my boyfriend?" Smirked Kara. "No... of course not, but this is me, and I take care of my friends." "So now we are friends?" "Well, I can chuck you right now and call Dante over to my seat so I can take his." Joked Ava. "Oh... so I'll take the friend you offer." "Yeah... I see he scares you. He should be scared of you?" "Well, he has his reasons, so. Let's stop talking about this. Mr. Alfonso is already here." "For now, yeah... but later we'll talk." Whispered
"Will you wait for me to take you home?" inquired Ava as she got out of the car. "Maybe. It will depend," replied Kara. She hurriedly reached the car. Brenda, though, was looking overwhelmed. Her gray eyes were fixed on her daughter, ready to tear up, and Audrey, with chocolate skin and crazy curly hair and very brown eyes, seemed quite upset and appeared to be forced to be there in the first place. Brenda slowly got out of the car and went straight into the arms of her daughter. "Oh, sweetheart," she sobbed. "It's alright, Mom. I'm okay. Thank you for coming. Audrey?" replied Ava, keeping her eyes on Audrey, who was still seated in the car. "I will give you space," whispered Brenda in Ava's ear. "Shall we talk inside the house? Please, Audrey?" requested Ava as Audrey untied her seatbelt. "Please, Mom, help drive Kara home. I know it's silly, but please do." Continued she walking to her car. "Hey, Kara. My mom will drive you home. See you tomorrow?" "No! I can get home myself
"Hey. Open up already," loudly knocked Kara, who had been standing there for about five minutes. In a beat after, Ava cracked the door open for Kara to head in as she proceeded to cover herself in the sheets again. "Good morning," said Kara sarcastically. "Morning? Is it?" responded Ava, sniffling. "So, last evening. It was bad, wasn't it?" questioned Kara. "Is it so obvious?" "No. Nooo. Not at all. That's why I was asking." "Really?" "Of course it's obvious. Look at you. I can't see you like this," snapped Kara. "Why?" "It's just that well... I don't know who this is now," pointed Kara at the saddest Ava. "I've not known you yet to be so emotional and very... um... what's the word? Yeah. Chicky." "What do you mean?" inquired Ava. "I've seen you so manly, strong, but not like this. Uh... forget my explanation. Just get out of bed now." "I don't want to," grumbled Ava, nearly banging her head. "Ummm... ha. Just get up. Let's have lunch together." "Is it already lunchtime?
"You disrespected me. Me? Miguel Dante," he chuckled annoyingly. "This is my town, Miss Sinclair... I don't play hide and seek with dogs. You can't just arrive here and undermine me." "So, you're the dog?" inquired Ava. "See, guys! I should teach her a lesson, right? So she doesn't play with her superiors. Or him because she literally is a boy," he gestured with his hand, leveling Ava, as his boys cheered in the back. "Yeah. Since I'm a boy, I believe we're a match. Aren't we?" replied Ava when Kara rushed out of the car, standing in front of her. "You don't get to disrespect one of my friends, Dante. Haven't you had enough fun with me?" questioned Kara. "What?" snapped Ava. "Okay, that came out wrong," replied Ava. "You can hit me then, Dante. I dare you." "Are you sure? Because I literally don't care about you helping one of your friends. I guess I'm lucky. Doubled my punching bags." "I'm sure. Go ahead. Hit me." He had raised his hand to slap Kara on her cheek when Ava grab
I've reviewed your document and made corrections for spelling and grammar while keeping the content and meaning unchanged. Here is the edited version: "I know it for a fact. I've known your father before, and he has never been a fan of me, so," explained Ava. "Yeah, I don't care what he thinks about who I hang out with, you know. I'm done having my life controlled. It's just so frustrating." "See, you do have something you're keeping from me, and I've been blabbing about myself all this time, forgetting to ask how you're doing." "I don't wanna talk about it, please?" "Really? Okay. I can tell you anything about me. Ask me anything, and I will tell you the truth, and in return, you tell me what's bothering you so you can get it off your chest." "Why? Why would you do that?" "I love carrying people's burdens," replied Ava, chuckling. "Seriously, I just want you to feel at ease talking to me. I don't want you to be an open book, obviously, but if we are friends, then I would love t
Early the next morning, it was a Monday. Manning, as a city, was getting into the Halloween mood, which was three weeks from the Sunday special. People were all around the town, with a few stores having decorated the night before. Everywhere was packed with scary designs. Manning University had not yet gone through the changes. Everything was as normal as it had been the previous day, except those students who were mischievous had already planted scary decorations in their mates' lockers. Dante, in particular, had placed one in Ava's locker. He had passed her locker, taken out her stuff, and replaced them with dry leaves and a scarecrow. She didn't find out about it, but Kara, who was helping her pick up a textbook from the locker, got to experience what wasn't meant for her. Ava was standing seven lockers away from hers, waiting for Kara to finish, when suddenly, a scream startled her, and she rushed back to where Kara had fallen from the scare. Kara was already on the floor with
"What are you going to do about your father?" inquired Kara. "He won't call him?" replied Ava. "You think so?" "I know he won't call him. He will be getting my mother." "I'm so sorry." "It's nothing. My only worry is how I'm going to spend two weeks in the cottage with no phone, no nothing." "I could keep you company some days, maybe bring you books to read?" "I could do with the company. I'm not really into reading. I'm no professor, but anyways, bring them over so I see what I will do with them," replied Ava, and they both chuckled. "Alright. I could also get myself suspended for some days," chuckled Kara. "Yeah, that's not a nice joke. Leave those only for me." "Who said I was joking? I'm not. I'm weighing my options." "Okay. You get suspended, don't come to my place. Stay home and keep sobbing," responded Ava. "Alright, alright. You don't need to threaten me." Dante had already left school and was heading home as Ava and Kara stayed until the classes ended. It was abo