Thunder: Part 3

Part 3:

Brian walked into his room and dumped his backpack on the floor. He walked over to his computer and turned it on. He logged into AIM and looked at who was online. No one. Wonderful. He logged onto his email instead and checked his new mail. None. More wonderful. He hit compose mail, and typed in Amy's email. He had memorized it a while ago. He sat there, wondering what to say. What could he say?

"Brian! Dinner!" His mom called down the hall. Sighing, Brian closed the email. There was nothing to say anyway. He trudged down the hall to the dinner table, where his mom, dad, and younger brother were sitting. He sat down and looked at the table. Corn. Ribs. Mashed potatoes.
Nothing special. He waited for everyone else to take their food before he took. He wasn't hungry anyway.

"So at work today my boss said he was thinking of giving me a promotion, to a higher bank. How good would that be?" His dad was saying to the table. Brian didn't care. His younger brother, Derrik, who was only 10, looked up, and then looked back at his food. His mom nodded. Brian started toning it all out as he picked at his dinner.

"Brian, did you have a good day at school?" His mom asked him. He looked up.

"Yea." He replied.

"Did anything exciting happen?" She asked.

I was stupid and yesterday I broke up with the girl who asked me out, and who I also have a huge crush on. And did I mention that she's really sad about it? And I am too? "No, not really.
We didn't do a lab today, so it was just a normal day." Brian said. His mom nodded. Derrik looked up, and looked at Brian. Brian turned back to his dinner.

After dinner, he went back to his room. Derrik followed him. Brian ignored him and went to sit at his computer, staring out the window, where clouds were gathering in the evening sky,

"Something happened in school today." Derrik said. Brian looked at him.

"What was it?" Brian asked, faking interest.

"Not to me. To you." He said. Brian frowned. "You didn't sound right when you told Mom about school." He explained. Brian sighed.

And told him everything.

Something inside him clicked that he was telling his 10 year old brother about his crazy high school sophmore drama. He was only 10, and Brian was 15. How would he even understand? But Brian just spilled it all out. When he was done, Derrik just nodded, and left.
Figures, Brian thought. That's what you get for spilling your guts to a 10 year old. Brian turned back to look out the window. The sky was black with heavy clouds. In the distance, he saw a streak of lightning fly out of the cloud-ridden sky.

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Amy sat on her windowsill, staring out the window at the sky. Clouds were quickly covering the bruised blue evening sky. She got up and went over to her computer and signed onto AIM. The only person who was online was Brian. She signed back off. She logged into her email and checked her mail. She opened the one from Chelsea.

From: ChelseaB@aol.com
To: Amy_Millers_159@gmail.com
Subject: Hi!

Hey, Amy! I just wanted to say that I'll find out why Brian dumped you, don't worry. It might take a bit, but I'll get it. By the way, did you see me and Seth in gym? We were totally awesome! What was up with you and Brian, you both kept missing the football! And that is not like you, you are awesome at football. Get it together. Don't worry, we'll work out this Brian thing. Or you could get over him. How great would that be! But you can't go out with Seth. He's mine!

Talk later! I'll call you!
Chelsea


Amy looked over the message quickly. She didn't care. And that part about getting over Brian hurt. Right now, she just didn't care. She closed the message and looked out the window. The sky was dark, filled with clouds. She sat on her windowsill again, looking out into the night. She hugged a pillow to her chest. She closed her eyes, resting her head on the window. She heard, as if from far away, the unmistakable sound of thunder.