Chapter Thirteen

                                    

                                          
My tears blurred the roads. I squint my eyes, as I search for Randi’s block. She was just a couple blocks down from me. Diana was on the other side of town.
                          
I parked my car in front of her driveway. I stumbled from the car. The frigid wind hit me suddenly, causing me cough. I slowly walked taking one-step at a time until I reached Randi’s door.
                          
I knocked three times, nothing happens. I raised my hand to knock again, but the door swings open.
                          
"What the hell?" The tall, slim Randi Richard is glomming behind it. She looks at me up and down, her eye widens. She swings the door open wide.
                          
"Oh, Mimi. What happened?" She asks she opens her arms to pull me into a hug.
                          
I drag my suitcase along behind me, "Sit down, and make yourself comfortable." She said warmly. I forced my stiff knees to bend. I gave her an earnest smile.
                          
Recently, Randi bought a cheap three-roomed apartment for herself. She was dating this dude for a while. When her parents found out, they freaked out and were against it. She didn’t break up with the dude, so they kicked her out; she stayed with Diana for a couple of weeks before finding her own place.
                          
"I need a place to stay." I mumbled. "I-I caught Anya having-
                          
"Hold up, when did you start calling your mom by her first name?" She said softly raising her blonde eyebrow. I set my suitcase down unto her carpet, and spilled out the items. "Since right now." I mumbled.
                          
Randi nodded, her blonde curls shaking with every nod. "Well, you’re always welcome here." She smiles, showing off her perfect teeth.
                          
"You know I envy you." I laughed, pushing my dark brown hair behind my ear. "You’re perfect."
                          
She chuckles, not even a blemish to be found upon her flawless face. "You’re so funny Maya."
                          
"Hungry?" She pushes a bowl of barbeque chips in front of my face. I shake my head,
                          
"No thanks. We have school we should probably go to sleep now." I insist. She smiles,
                          
"So, Chase?" She asks. "We’re did you go after detention" She gave a little wink. The picture pops into my mind,
                          
"I went to his cabin…" I started. She brightens up,
                          
"Oh my gosh, really?" She beams. I slowly nod unsure of why she’s so happy.
                          
"There was this picture with him, and his family but there was another boy." I stopped to witness her reaction. She looked confused.
                          
"Did you ask if it’s his brother?" She says. I shake my head.
                          
"Brother?" I repeated mockingly. I never thought about that. He seems so private.
                          
"He kind of got all piss, and said I should go home." I began, "but the boy looked exactly like him."
                          
She nods, as if she understood everything. "Was the boy hot?" She grins, raising her blonde eyebrow.
                          
I sigh, "He looked like Chase, but with brown floppy hair, and gray eyes." I murmured.
                          
"Oh, and he had freckles."
                          
I gaze at Randi to see if she is still listening to me.
                          
"Randi." I shake her shoulders, snapping her out of imaginary daze.
                          
"You have to find who the guy is." She cries. "He sounds like a dream."
                          
"I don’t know." I say unsure. "It’s kind of invading his privacy."
                          
"Plus it could be his cousin for all we know." I imply. She rolls her eyes, and pushes off the couch.
                          
"Well, I’m going to bed." She yells out from the room. I heavily sigh,