| Chapter 11 |
| Amelia's P.O.V |
| I had just woken up from my peaceful sleep, but soon remembered what took place last night. She felt hurt by her friend for acting such way and in the process making her feel that she shouldn't be happy doing something her friend doesn't like. Slowly, stretching out of her bed, she swung her feet off the bed towards the ground. Walking in the bathroom, she brushed her teeth and changed into a pair of sweats and a teeshirt. Looking at herself in the mirror she applied a moisturizing cream to her face and left towards the living room. When she reached the living room she could hear Mya in the kitchen cooking, which was very unusual. She looked at the clock and it read 7:30 am. That was very unusual because Mya never woke up before 9:30, when they had no school. Walking into the kitchen, the aroma of bacon and eggs were met with her nose and couldn't beleive it was the cooking on Mya. Sitting down at the table she watched Mya and couldn't help, but feel this weird feeling like this was an act. She was still alittle mad at Mya, but wasn't going to let this fight ruin their relationship so, she decided to be the better woman and start. "Good morning Mya," said Amelia. Smiling, Mya turned around. "Good morning to you too, did you have a good nights sleep," said Mya as she set down a plate of food in front of Amelia. Looking down at the plate of food, she had a feeling all of this niceness was an act to make her forgive Mya easier. "Ok, Mya cut the crap. You could never be this nice to someone when deep down you're itching to go another round in an argument and it looks so fake" said Amelia. Watching Mya sit down next to her, she felt the uneasiness come back to her as Mya looked her in the eyes. She thought she saw revenge, but just as she saw it, it was gone. The thought of her friend purposely trying to hurt her was something she couldn't and wouldn't believe. Dragging her thoughts away from that she was waiting for Mya to say something. "You're right Amelia, but I wouldn't want to argue with you. You're my best friend and I would never want to hurt you and that why I want to say that I am so sorry," said Mya in a sad voice. Looking up at Mya , Amelia couldn't help, bit get up and hug her friend. " I accept your apology," said Amelia smiling. " Thank you, now eat your breakfest. I have a full day of fun planned for us to do," said Mya cheerfully. " Ok, I will," said Amalia laughing as Mya started to walk out of the kitchen. |
| Mya's P.O.V |
| She as so giddy when she got into her room, that she started jumping up and down on her bed like a little child. She couldn't believe that her friend was so naive when it came to her and trusting her. Her plan to ruin any kind of happiness between Amelia and that curly head boy would work just because she was so naive. Remembering that she had to get raedy for her day out with Amelia, she contained herself before Amelia catch her and ask questions. Running toards her closet, she pulled out a pair of tight baby phat denim jean, the matching top with gold writing of the name and a pair of matching heels to match. A few mintutes later, she was out of the bathroom and dressed with make-up and hair done. Going out towards the living, she noticed that Amelia wasn't ready and went knocking on her bedroom door. Amelia's small vocie could be heard through the door and she walked in. "Amelia, this should go down in your history as the first time never being ready," laughed Mya. "Ha ha ha, plaese Mya. You never told me what time we were leaving and I was eating my breakfest,"said Amelia coming from out of the bathroom. Shocked, Mya's mouth opened wide open and couldn't believe what Amelia was wearing. Amelia had worn a pair of tight denim shorts, white k- swiss sneakers and a white tank top. "Oh, my god Amelia look at you. You looking for a man?," said Mya with a wide smirk. "Oh, no. I just decided to look cute today, I guess," said Amelia as she walked back into the bathroom. |