Forest City Chapter 18 -Throwback-

    "No wait I can explain!" I cried out, I wanted to explain myself so bad, but a burning sensation filled my throat. I couldn't tell if that was guilt or anger that was building up and making my throat burn.

    "We had a deal Mac!" Bonnie started in, then was interrupted.

    "What deal!?" Mrs. O'Hare interrupted, "Is there something you aren't telling me, Bonnie?"

    "Don't look at me, it's all Mac's fault," Bonnie accused.

    "I only said those things because I felt bad for you, I wanted to be your friend, maybe even mend you and Cobalt's broken friendship," I tried to explain.

    "Yeah, well... you did a horrible job and just like me, everyone will laugh at you," Bonnie threatened.

    "I-I'm sorry I got you in this mess... I just thought-"

    "You thought and that's why! If you hadn't opened your big mouth none of this would have happened!" Bonnie raised her voice, I could see tears forming in her eyes as she tried to fight them back, she then screamed, "I never want to speak to you again!"

    "Bonnie wait!" I tried to stop her, but she ran out of the foyer and upstairs.

    "Go home, Mac, go home," Mrs. O'Hare demanded.

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    "Well, that was a disaster," Cobalt broke the silence. We were driving home from Bonnie's party and the mood was dull. I could tell he was trying to lift the current mood, but it wasn't working so well.

    "I want to leave Forest City, forever, never come back, EVER," I spoke up, I'd been crying the whole ride home, but hadn't seemed to notice.

    "Listen, Mac, Bonnie is difficult, but... I know this sounds cheesy, you gave her a chance and... who knows, maybe... maybe she might accept your offer," Cobalt paused then continued, "It's taken me a while to understand that myself."

    "What do you mean?" I asked.

    "Well, I did something stupid and you still managed to be my friend, as stupid as that sounds," Cobalt continued, "I'm sure if you give her some time and space, Bonnie will forgive you."

    My phone buzzed.

    Bonnie<3 has joined the conversation

    Bonnie<3: 3:45 "Listen up, I know everything is super crappy right now, but I just want you to know, mom wants you to stay away from me for a while."

    Bonnie<3: 3:47 "But... she never said when... so, take that as you will.

    I have a feeling that Bonnie may have forgiven me.

    "Hazel, can we go to the library after we get home?" Cobalt asked.

    "Yes, yes you can, just don't get into any mischief and make sure you pack snacks and you better be reading and not playing video games, oh and... Mac, don't get yourself worked up over this, it happens to the best of us," Hazel answered.

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    The year is 1989, spring has finally sprung and most high school students are eager to get out of class, but as most high school experiences, the best way to end the school year is have one giant dance. This was the Spring Fling of '89.

    "George wait up," class troublemaker, Conall Lupin called after goody two shoes, George Summerwood.

    "I've been waiting for you all passin' period, we're going to be late to English 101, come on!" George called back at his friend.

    "Hey George, hey Conall," a friendly, young Mrs. O'Hare spoke up, she was walking with the soon to be Mrs. Lupin the First.

    George turned around to see Conall gazing back at Lovell Wolfsbane.

    "I think I know who you are taking to the Spring Fling," George teased then sounded annoyed, "now come on!"

    "Can it! Worm!" Conall shouted back, he was much shorter and much leaner than George was, but like most of the Lupin boys they tend to fill out when they are older, considering that Conall is only 18, he would need less than six months to get to the typical height of a wolf, 6 feet.

    The two walked side by side and entered into their English class, Conall sat to a young Mrs. Lanigera who had her hair feathered for the Spring Fling and she wore a bright spring green dress with a floral pattern that took your eyes off of her face. George took a seat away from Conall, these two always ended up in the principal's office after school, mainly because they were talking in class or Conall had written something nasty about Mr. Jackal on the bathroom walls.

    "Sooo, Conall, as head of the student council, I was wondering if you were going to purchase a ticket for the Spring Fling?" Lanigera asked behind her huge glasses, then added, "I know you and Lovell have become inseparable!"

    Conall rolled his eyes and sighed, "It's a secret for a reason."

    "I can't help, but notice you two lovebirds sitting together at lunch and talking during passing period," Lanigera added.

    "Who Lovell or George," Conall couldn't help, he let out a snort of laughter.

    "Why? Are you? You know?" Lanigera asked in a whisper.

    "I dated his sister, geez," Conall retorted, "besides, he's my best friend I don't want to ruin that."

    Lanigera stopped asking questions and focused on her English essay, it was one of the last weeks of the school year, which meant that classes would be having finals and if that wasn't stressful enough the student council was desperate to get people to buy tickets.

    "Okay, well, I'll keep your little secret as long as you buy a ticket," Lanigera butted in.

    "What!? No!" Conall rebutled, "I'm not gay!"

    "Suure," Lanigera slied then wafted a ticket in Conall's face, she then asked, "Ticket?!"

    Conall gazed at the ticket that was sweeping on the wooden desk in front of them. Conall begrudgingly passed a dollar to Lanigera, she passed over one ticket.

    "Sorry, it's a dollar for each ticket," Lanigera sneered.

    Conall groaned, "I only have 50 cents left over from lunch, mom'll kill me!"

    "I guess it'll just be you then, unless, I'm sure I don't have to tell the student council, but you owe me one," Lanigera replied.

    "You're obnoxious," Conall snapped back.

    "I know," Lanigera accepted the "compliment." She then slid over the other ticket, "It's on the house, keep the change, but... you still owe me."