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Authors: Karen Einsel
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“ Okay, I can do that. ”
Using the babysitting money she has earned, Chris buys a new dress to wear. She hates to have to use that money for a dress that she will probably never wear again, but she has no other choice. Coming down the stairs, dad lets out a whistle and mom walks out of the kitchen.
“ Oh Chrissy, you look fantastic! ” Barb makes a twirling motion with her finger. “ Turn around ”
Turning around so Barb can see the back, there ’ s a knock on the door. While Brad gets up and opens the door, Chris turns back around and sees Brandon staring at her.
“ Wow ” He whispers.
“ It looks okay? ”
“ Wow ” He whispers again.
Chris grins and lifts her eyebrows. Maybe buying a new dress wasn ’ t such a bad thing after all.
“ I take it that ’ s a yes. ”
Chris is a nervous wreck as they walk into the living room. Brandon ’ s dad stands up, smiles, and puts his hand out to her as Brandon introduces them. Looking up at Mr. Reed, Chris can see the strong resemblance between Brandon and him. They have the same hair color and a warm genuine smile that lights up their eyes. Brandon ’ s mom walks in from the other room and without smiling she takes Chris ’ hand in hers.
“ It ’ s nice to meet you. ”
Chris feels the tension the moment they sit down to eat. Trying not to be evasive she answers all of Mrs. Reed ’ s questions in the most polite way she can, even though it ’ s making her feel like a worm being poked at with a stick that ’ s squirming this way and that, hoping it can get away. Chris can ’ t wait for this to be over and done with. Why did she ever agree to meet them?
Brandon kisses her goodnight on the porch and Chris walks inside to find Barb sitting on the couch waiting for her. Close to tears Chris walks over and sits down next to her. Barb sees Chris is upset and puts her arm around her.
“ That bad, huh? ”
“ Oh mom, she hates me. ”
“ Chris don ’ t you think you are overreacting? She can ’ t hate you, she just met you. ”
“ I wished I was mom. She was so cold to me. And she knew everything about me. She kept asking all these questions about me being a foster child and wanting to know why I was attending Brandon ’ s school. How is it that some people can think they are so much better than others, just because they have fancy clothes and houses and more money? ”
“ Did Brandon say anything to her? ”
“ He tried, but every time he ’ d say something, she ’ d wave him off with a flip of her hand and tell him, “ Oh Brandon, I ’ m just trying to get to know her. If I don ’ t ask her any questions then how am I supposed to know what type of tramp you are taking out behind our backs. ” And just before we were going to leave Brandon had walked out of the room and she told me that she didn ’ t feel that I was the right girl for him and that if I really loved him, I ’ d let him go and find someone else in my own neighborhood . ”
“ That bitch! ”
“ Mom! ”
“ I ’ m sorry honey, but she has no right saying those things to you. What did you tell her? ”
“ Nothing, I smiled and walked out. ”
“ Oh Chrissy, do me a favor? Don ’ t ever change. ” Barb kisses her on the forehead. “ Well your dad is in bed waiting for me. Are you going to be okay? ”
“ I ’ ll be fine mom. ”
“ Don ’ t stay up too late okay? ”
“ I won ’ t. Night mom. ”
Chris is sitting at her desk when Brandon walks in and sits down behind her. Reaching forward he tugs on her hair.
“ Good morning beautiful. ”
Smiling Chris tells him good morning, but doesn ’ t turn around to look at him, even though they are the only ones in class.
“ Chris, are you mad at me? ”
Chris turns around in her seat to face him.
“ No, should I be?
“ Okay, I can do that. ”
Using the babysitting money she has earned, Chris buys a new dress to wear. She hates to have to use that money for a dress that she will probably never wear again, but she has no other choice. Coming down the stairs, dad lets out a whistle and mom walks out of the kitchen.
“ Oh Chrissy, you look fantastic! ” Barb makes a twirling motion with her finger. “ Turn around ”
Turning around so Barb can see the back, there ’ s a knock on the door. While Brad gets up and opens the door, Chris turns back around and sees Brandon staring at her.
“ Wow ” He whispers.
“ It looks okay? ”
“ Wow ” He whispers again.
Chris grins and lifts her eyebrows. Maybe buying a new dress wasn ’ t such a bad thing after all.
“ I take it that ’ s a yes. ”
Chris is a nervous wreck as they walk into the living room. Brandon ’ s dad stands up, smiles, and puts his hand out to her as Brandon introduces them. Looking up at Mr. Reed, Chris can see the strong resemblance between Brandon and him. They have the same hair color and a warm genuine smile that lights up their eyes. Brandon ’ s mom walks in from the other room and without smiling she takes Chris ’ hand in hers.
“ It ’ s nice to meet you. ”
Chris feels the tension the moment they sit down to eat. Trying not to be evasive she answers all of Mrs. Reed ’ s questions in the most polite way she can, even though it ’ s making her feel like a worm being poked at with a stick that ’ s squirming this way and that, hoping it can get away. Chris can ’ t wait for this to be over and done with. Why did she ever agree to meet them?
Brandon kisses her goodnight on the porch and Chris walks inside to find Barb sitting on the couch waiting for her. Close to tears Chris walks over and sits down next to her. Barb sees Chris is upset and puts her arm around her.
“ That bad, huh? ”
“ Oh mom, she hates me. ”
“ Chris don ’ t you think you are overreacting? She can ’ t hate you, she just met you. ”
“ I wished I was mom. She was so cold to me. And she knew everything about me. She kept asking all these questions about me being a foster child and wanting to know why I was attending Brandon ’ s school. How is it that some people can think they are so much better than others, just because they have fancy clothes and houses and more money? ”
“ Did Brandon say anything to her? ”
“ He tried, but every time he ’ d say something, she ’ d wave him off with a flip of her hand and tell him, “ Oh Brandon, I ’ m just trying to get to know her. If I don ’ t ask her any questions then how am I supposed to know what type of tramp you are taking out behind our backs. ” And just before we were going to leave Brandon had walked out of the room and she told me that she didn ’ t feel that I was the right girl for him and that if I really loved him, I ’ d let him go and find someone else in my own neighborhood . ”
“ That bitch! ”
“ Mom! ”
“ I ’ m sorry honey, but she has no right saying those things to you. What did you tell her? ”
“ Nothing, I smiled and walked out. ”
“ Oh Chrissy, do me a favor? Don ’ t ever change. ” Barb kisses her on the forehead. “ Well your dad is in bed waiting for me. Are you going to be okay? ”
“ I ’ ll be fine mom. ”
“ Don ’ t stay up too late okay? ”
“ I won ’ t. Night mom. ”
Chris is sitting at her desk when Brandon walks in and sits down behind her. Reaching forward he tugs on her hair.
“ Good morning beautiful. ”
Smiling Chris tells him good morning, but doesn ’ t turn around to look at him, even though they are the only ones in class.
“ Chris, are you mad at me? ”
Chris turns around in her seat to face him.
“ No, should I be?
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