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frowned,
raising an eyebrow. “So, how did you know?” was all he said, knowing I would
understand him.
    “That you and
Emma liked each other?” I asked, and he nodded.
    “Well, I have
known you since birth, I know you better than my own brother. Emma and I
haven’t been friends quite as long, but since kindergarten, I could pretty much
guess what she was thinking.”
     My parents had
been friends with Derrick’s parents since college. My mom and Derrick’s mom
were inseparable, so when we were born, we had no choice but to follow in their
footsteps. We grew up together; he was like a brother my own age. One I
actually liked to hang out with.
    He gave me a
thoughtful look and then said softly, “You are the best friend I have ever had,
and I don’t want anything to ruin that, so if this bugs you at all, tell me.”
    I leaned toward
him, grabbed his hand, and gave it a squeeze. “You’ve been holding back because
of me. No, don’t deny it,” I added when he shook his head. “I want you both to
be happy, and what kind of friend would I be if I didn’t let that happen? So
what I am trying to say is, go for it, seriously.” We smiled at each other.
“Well, that’s enough mushy stuff for one day, don’t you think?”
    “Oh yeah,” he
replied, throwing a pillow at me.
    Emma finally
finished, and they were headed out the bedroom door when she turned and came
back in. “Who’s David?”
    I frowned at
her. “I have no idea who you’re talking about.”
    “I went to the
bathroom last night, and when I got back in bed you were mumbling the name
David.”
    I didn’t know I
talked in my sleep. “I was? That is so weird; I don’t know anyone by that
name.”
    She shrugged
her shoulders, smiled, grabbed Derrick, and took off.
    I lay back down
on my bed. I knew I dreamed of someone, but it was Lucas, not somebody named
David.
     
     
     

Chapter
Five
Shadow
     
    After a good dreamless sleep I felt rested.
    I even arrived
at school on time, shocking my friends, whom I walked with from the parking
lot. I did notice that they drove together in Derrick’s car.
    “So how was
lunch yesterday?” I asked as we headed into the school.
    They both
smiled like they had a secret. “Great,” they said in unison.
    “So in
translation, I’ll have to wait to get Emma alone before I get any juicy
details.”
    She beamed at
me, eyes shining. “Exactly.” We all laughed and headed for our separate
lockers.
    In my first
class, I turned around and stared at Derrick. “So did you kiss her yet?”
    He looked a
little smug. “Well, you did say to go for it, didn’t you?” His grin spread
across his face.
    “Good for you,”
I said as Miss Reynolds started the class. I turned around and listened to her
lead a discussion on Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice , the book we were
to begin reading.
    After class, I
walked with Derrick down the hall, but separated at my locker.
    He had next
period with Emma, so he had a big smile on his face as he rushed away.
    In music class,
we partnered up and practiced the new piece. I worked with Hannah Smith, who
played the violin. The two instruments sounded good together, and I couldn’t
wait until tomorrow when the whole class played.
     
    The cafeteria at lunch was always noisy.
Get a couple hundred teenagers in one place, and there’s bound to be yelling,
laughter, and sometimes food fights. Today wasn’t bad, but there was a buzz of
conversations in all directions in the large lunchroom. The smell of grease and
tomato sauce filled the air. We were sitting at our usual table, and today
Derrick’s friends Pete and Cory joined us.
    I had just
taken a bite of my tuna sandwich when I heard Pete say, “So Sarah, since these
two are finally dating”—he pointed to Derrick and Emma—“how about you and I go
out sometime?”
    I looked up
from my book and gulped down the bite of sandwich. Sometimes I took a book to
lunch, and with the extra male conversations that involved sports and