lost love by elizabeth fritz (the lemonade war series TXT) 📕

walked over to her house and saw her playing fetch with the massive German Shepard.
“Hey!” I called.
“Hi! Shannon!” She yelled, throwing the Frisbee away from the dog. I walked over to her.
“What’s up” I said.
“Nothing, help me wash Canine will you?” she asked.
“Sure!”
The dog came and we brought in the hose and washed up the dog, and we got washed as well, all soaked.
“I’m frikkin soaked up!” She yelled in between laughing.
“Well, your not the only one that is, around here!” I said. I was wearing a white top, which was now fully see through, she was wearing blue.
She looked at me, “Um, I think you’ll need to borrow a shirt from me for now.”
“Oh, yeah I guess,” I said looking down at myself. At least nobody else was in the house, because her parents are always at a meeting on weekends and she’s an only child.
So we got to her room, and we dried off a little, she took out two shirts, one for me and one for her, and she let me use her room, while she used the bathroom. So, first I started to dry off my hair, and that took some time, even though it is a little short, but if I didn’t then the shirt would get wet all over again, and then it took ages to untangle! I could already hear Emily’s footsteps now, which mean she had already changed. And then I turned the hair dryer back on and it has a loud noise.
Finally my hair was done, and my shirt was still wet, as I hadn’t changed yet, and then I heard a knock on the door.
“Come in,” I said, expecting it to be Emily.
The door opened slowly, and Michael stood there in the doorway.
My face turned red, and I could feel my temperature rising with embarrassment and anger. I quickly pulled a towel over myself.
“What are you doing here?!” I asked, in a number of different expressions.
“Sorry, I just thought you might be here. You weren’t home and your phone was off, Emily said you were in here, but I didn’t know you were wet…” he said.
Why can’t you leave me alone? What is so important? That’s what I wanted to say, but the words didn’t seem to find their way out. I was standing in a room, with a towel over myself, and a guy is in there, a guy who might be my boyfriend! How embarrassing!
“Just… give me a minute,” I said in a calmer tone, but still annoyed. Then with a nod, he walked out and closed the door behind him.
I quickly pulled the shirt on and calmed myself down a little. Then I walked out the room, and put my top to dry. I knew Michael was following me, but I decided to ignore him for a while. I stomped down the stairs, and walked to where Emily was sitting.
“So I see you’ve invited someone in,” I said to her quietly and annoyed, enough so that he couldn’t hear.
“Yeah anytime,” she said back, as if she did me a favour.
I rolled my eyes, and shook my head. Then Michael came along, and I had to pull on my happy and calm face.
“Hey, so what did you need me for?” I asked.
“Oh, nothing I was just bored, so I though I would drop by, but you weren’t home, and I tried to call but your phone was off, so I came here to ask Emily here, if she knew where you were, and I don’t have her phone number till now.” He explained.
That just annoyed me to much, but I’m a good actor.
“Well, so here I am, now what?” I asked.
This totally got him. He rubbed the back of his head, “Um, I really don’t know”
I bet he was thinking this: Way to ruin the moment, Shannon, you asked something that I can’t answer.
But anyway…
I was so annoyed, angry, and embarrassed.

((i know its gettin' boring but dont tell me i didnt warn ya!)) tissue plz

After a while, all three of us just sat there, watching MTV. Emily and I sang with the music when our favourite songs started, and when some weird song came, we could always hear Michael singing along with them. Did I mention he had a terrible voice, take away bad taste in music? Well he does, and we both tried to hide our laughs when he sang. But I guess he caught us giggling once when he started to rap, because he stopped singing after that.
And then Dan arrived. Emily got up from beside me, and um, greeted him. While Michael and I we sitting in different places, but both uncomfortable. Then they finally stopped greeting, and joined us; Em beside me, and Dan with his best friend Michael. I stayed smiling. I turned off the television, as now no one was watching, but they were talking.
This is our conversation:
Dan: Hey guys!
Me+ Michael: Hey Dan
Emily: So, we meet again…
Me: Yeah so sad
Michael: I think its pretty cool that this happens.
Dan: Yo she was just kidding, this is cool, all of this.
Me: Yeah…
Emily: All of what?
Michael: Meeting each other randomly?
Dan: Yeah, and that (now looking at me and Emily) they are best friends, and so are we (him and Michael), and um, we’re all going out with each other… did I get that wrong?!
(Everybody laughs at Dan’s confusion)
Emily: Yeah I think you got that wrong! Well, we get the point anyway!
(Dan blushes a little)
Michael: Dude, I’m not going out with all of you! (Says in a joke way)
(Nobody laughs)
Michael: Um, yeah never mind.
Me: Uh huh, okay.

Then we just chatted about random things like who wore what to school, but that was just us girls who talked about that, the guys were talking about their other guy friends and what’s going on with them. So it’s true, boys like to gossip a little as well.
So then, I guess Michael got bored…
“Hey, let’s go out for a while now, what do you say?” He said to me.
“Um,” I looked at Emily, her eyes we gleaming and she smiled, “Okay.”
I actually don’t like to spend so much time with him alone, now I have to admit that he’s a pretty boring person, yeah so sue me again! Ah!
We walked out of the door, hand in hand, and he started walking. We didn’t have much to say at all because:
He took out his iPod and put his left earphone on, handing the other one to me. I politely took it and put it in my right ear, after checking that it was clean.
Then he put on some music, some hip hop, but gladly he didn’t sing along. I would have sang along, but I didn’t know or like any of the songs he had, and the number of songs he had were over 500, while I didn’t even make it to a single hundred yet.
We stopped walking and stopped at this juice bar, and took a seat outside.
“What would you like to drink?” He asked.
“Surprise me,” I answered, trying to sound happy.
“Okay,” And then he turned to the waiter, “two fruit cocktails please.”
The waiter nodded and walked away.
I rested my elbows on the table, and my chin in my hands.
He started talking about what happened in basketball practise one day, and all these lame jokes which I have to laugh at, and that sort of stuff. I could swear that I drifted off somewhere in between the part where he was telling me how he passed history, until he asked me something.
“So are you ready then?” He had asked.
I obviously wasn’t even listening, because I just remembered a joke I had told one of my teachers last year, and started laughing.
“Um, Shannon? Why are you laughing?” he wanted to know, and then I shook out of it.
“Oh, sorry it’s nothing, just remembered something that happened last year,” I so didn’t mean to say that! “So, uh, what did you want to know?” I changed the subject.
“I wanted to know if you were ready for the match tomorrow, you know, you’re the head cheerleader.”
The match! I forgot about that.
“Oh, oh! The match, of course I’m ready, yeah” I said, trying my best to show that I wasn’t lying, and then finished off the cocktail, which was delicious!
He smiled at me, shaking his head, then he finished off his drink and we headed out.
“So where do you wanna go now?” he asked.
“I don’t know, anywhere I guess.” I shrugged.
“Hmm okay, you wanna go to…” he thought for a moment, “Lets just go back to my place.”
“Sounds good.” I said to be polite, and we walked off again, with the iPod, and this time I was glad, because I didn’t wanna hear his boring stories anyway.
We got to his house and I followed him in. He pulled me by the hand and led me to a room, which was his bedroom. It was still messy though, he hadn’t though about cleaning it up. He shut the door when we were inside; I took a seat that I found on his bed.
“Okay, lets get your room cleaned up for a start.” I suggested.
“Yes, mother.” He grinned. I nodded and then looked around the room
“So, where do I start from?” I wondered out loud, “How about you start cleaning up your closet and put the dirty clothes aside?” I asked him, because no way I was going near that thing.
“Fine, fine.” He said and went off to work. I practically did the rest of the room, because he was taking a long time.
“Now you have to clean your room at least twice a week! Okay?” I said.
“I’ll try then, for you.” He said and grinned at me again.
“Kay, so now put the dirty pile in the laundry basket, you have over there, and” I pointed to it, “where you had put in the math book you said you were missing.”
He did what he was told then held out his hands, “Okay, mission accomplished, now give me a hug.”
I looked at his hands, which he touched the clothes that weren’t washed for maybe a month with, “Um, not yet, go take a shower.” I said, I didn’t want to get some horrible disease.
He raised an eyebrow, but nodded, “Okay then, just wait here, I’ll be back in a few.” With that he took a towel and headed to the bathroom.
While he was in, I just wandered around his room, looking at stuff. I found a hidden cupboard and opened it. I stuck my head inside it and looked around, it was really dirty there, and ancient, as if it hadn’t been opened for a few years. Well, don’t keep your hopes up, there wasn’t anything much in it, I found some old things like a lost keychain, and a few playing cards and some old torn book that pages were torn and stained. Nothing special really but I think it carried something that I didn’t want. The stupid flu.
I got out and closed the cupboard, then I sneezed, three times in a row which isn’t that normal for me.
On my third sneeze, Michael came out of the shower with nothing but a towel around his waist, “Whoa, are