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Arnold cowered a little. I slowly turned and started to tiptoe to the house.


I opened my mouth but couldn't think of anything to say.

"I don't believe this!" She said shaking her head. "YOU" she pointed at Arnold "Go to your room" She turned to me "And you" I could honestly see the hurt in her eyes "... go to your room too" she said quietly, she turned and walked away.

And I was left standing there feeling like the worlds biggest jerk. Either way I would have lost. If I hadn't helped Arnold I woulda hurt him. But then I did help him and I hurt Mum! I really had wanted to go to that movie too.


I sat in my room listening to the radio, stalling on schoolwork and trying to decide what I should do.

I was lieing on my stomach on my bed flipping through a history book.

'Caligula became insane and named his horse a consul' I said to myself as I read, 'What's crazy about that?' I said sarcastically 'Oh no, now I'm talking to myself'

I climbed up of my bed and turned the volume up on the radio. I listened for awhile then started to dance around the room. Wierdly, to say the least. I was nodding my head and spinning around a little. I then did a disco move, moving my hand from my waste then into the air, goofily. I then started dancing like Cameron Diaz did at the beginning of 'Charlie's Angels'

Typically it would be my luck that the door opened then.

I was startled and lost my balance, I landed on the floor with a thud.

"Quite graceful" Arnold said with a smirk, he folded his arms and leaned against the now closed door "And to think, Mum could have saved us this horror by getting you dance lessons"

I glared at him as I got up from the floor. I Quickly brushed myself off then sat on the bed. "What do YOU want?" I asked disdainfully.

He sat down on my desk chair "Mums not talking to you either?" He asked.

I shook my head "She's really upset"

We sat there in silence. Downstairs the phone rang and we heard Mum answer. A few minutes later there was a knock at my door.

I glanced at Arnold, "C-Come in" I called.

Mum glanced inside "Is Arnold here?"

I nodded and pointed.

Mum walked over to him "Arnold I'm sorry. Mr. Tompson just called, he saw the whole car crash, and told me it wasn't your fault. I'm sorry I didn't believe you"


So things were ok with Mum and Arnold, but not with her and I. Guess I should just swallow my fear and apologize.

"Mum" I said quietly, just as she was turning to walk out the door.

She turned around "Yes?" She said kind of coldly.

"I'm sorry" I whispered "I'd been meaning to ask you about the movies for months now, I just ended up using it to help Arnold"

"I asked her to help me Mum" Arnold said "She was doing her brother a favor, please don't be mad at her"

"I understand" Mum said "I'm a little hurt, but I'll get over it"

I walked over to her and gave her a hug "I love you" I whispered.

"I love you too" She said before walking out the door.


"Ashee?" I was awoken from my restful slumber, the next morning, by a small, scared whispering in my ear. "Ashee!" The voice sounded more desperate.

I opened my eyes slightly. Two small eyes were looking up at me, one hand tugging the blankets.

"Ashee!" Rose whimpered trying to climb up into the bed.

I forced myself to wake up "What is it Rose?" I helped her climb into the bed with me, with Rose now silent I could hear why she was so upset.

I could hear Mum crying downstairs.

There was quiet knock at the door, then two blond heads appeared.

"Come on" Arnold picked up Jonathon and carried him over to the bed where they both sat down. (Why was my room so popular all of a sudden?)

I sat up and looked at Arnold questioningly. "What's going on?" I whispered.

He shrugged "I'm afraid to ask" he glanced at his hands "What if something happened to Grandma?"


My siblings and I spent quite some time worrying as to what had happened to who. The questions were answered when Mum knocked on the door.

"I have some bad news, kids" she said wiping her eyes with a tissue.

"What happened?" I whispered.

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