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around on my knees, trying to gather everything up and keep all the pieces from rolling under the furniture and being lost completely. It was already too late, though. Everything was mixed together. The different stones and colors were no longer separated and it would take forever to sort everything out and organize it again.
“You ruined it!” I screamed at him.
When I looked up, his face was red and he actually looked guilty. Clay did too and fidgeted, shifting nervously on his feet across the room.
“I’m sorry, Kinley,” Parker said. “I didn’t mean to. I wasn’t paying attention and Clay threw the ball. I jumped and accidentally ran into the table.”
I could tell that I was about to cry and I didn’t want them to see that. “You guys are a bunch of jerks!” I ran back upstairs to my room, burying my face in my pillow, and cried. If they weren’t always making fun of me, they were destroying my things and I was tired of it.
I didn’t like Parker anymore.
I heard the front door open again a while later and heard Mom’s voice talking to the boys. I couldn’t tell what she was saying but I didn’t go down there to find out. I wasn’t going to tell on them either. She would probably figure it out and I didn’t want to see them anyway. I was still mad.
A little while after that, there was a knock on my door.
“Go away!” I told whoever it was.
Clay and Parker came in without knocking again. “Get out of my room!”
“We’re sorry, Kinley,” Clay said. “We shouldn’t have been playing ball in the house and we’re sorry we knocked over your jewelry kit. We didn’t mean to.”
I knew Mom had told them to come up here and say that. “I don’t care. Leave me alone.”
I went back to pouting into my pillow and heard their soft footsteps leave a few seconds later. Eventually, I went down to eat dinner when Mom called my name. She tried making me feel better, saying that we could fix it. I was still mad at them, though. Dad said that they weren’t going to be able to play baseball for a while now as punishment.
That made me feel a little better.
I went straight back up to my room after I helped Mom do the dishes and read more of my Judy Bloom book. It had gotten pretty dark and was almost bedtime when there was another knock on my door. I told them to come in, figuring it was Mom, coming to remind me to brush my teeth, though she didn’t usually knock.
The door opened and I turned to see who it was.
Parker stood there, looking down at his feet, seeming nervous.
“What do you want?”
He moved a little closer to the bed where I sat. “I just wanted to say that I’m really sorry for ruining your jewelry thing. And…” he paused as he reached into his pocket and pulled out something, “I made you this.”
Curious, I took it from him and immediately recognized the various pieces from my jewelry kit.
He’d made me a necklace.
He still wouldn’t look at me. “I’m sorry I made you sad. I didn’t mean to. I don’t like seeing you upset like that.”
I looked back down at the necklace and smiled. He tried to make me something to say he was sorry. Since Clay wasn’t with him, I figured Mom hadn’t made him do this. He did it all on his own. That meant that he really was sorry.
I had a weird feeling in my belly when I looked down at the piece of jewelry and realized that he had strung those plastic stones through the string for me. He picked out each piece and did all of that for me. Because he felt bad for what he did. Felt bad for making me cry.
“It’s really pretty,” I whispered and his head shot up, finally looking at me.
“You like it?” he asked, a smile starting to form on his face.
I nodded and put it around my neck, wearing it proudly. “I love it. Thank you.”
His smile grew and turned into the normal one that I liked so much on him. “So, you forgive me?”
I smiled back at him this time. “I forgive you.”
He nodded and walked back to the door,
“You ruined it!” I screamed at him.
When I looked up, his face was red and he actually looked guilty. Clay did too and fidgeted, shifting nervously on his feet across the room.
“I’m sorry, Kinley,” Parker said. “I didn’t mean to. I wasn’t paying attention and Clay threw the ball. I jumped and accidentally ran into the table.”
I could tell that I was about to cry and I didn’t want them to see that. “You guys are a bunch of jerks!” I ran back upstairs to my room, burying my face in my pillow, and cried. If they weren’t always making fun of me, they were destroying my things and I was tired of it.
I didn’t like Parker anymore.
I heard the front door open again a while later and heard Mom’s voice talking to the boys. I couldn’t tell what she was saying but I didn’t go down there to find out. I wasn’t going to tell on them either. She would probably figure it out and I didn’t want to see them anyway. I was still mad.
A little while after that, there was a knock on my door.
“Go away!” I told whoever it was.
Clay and Parker came in without knocking again. “Get out of my room!”
“We’re sorry, Kinley,” Clay said. “We shouldn’t have been playing ball in the house and we’re sorry we knocked over your jewelry kit. We didn’t mean to.”
I knew Mom had told them to come up here and say that. “I don’t care. Leave me alone.”
I went back to pouting into my pillow and heard their soft footsteps leave a few seconds later. Eventually, I went down to eat dinner when Mom called my name. She tried making me feel better, saying that we could fix it. I was still mad at them, though. Dad said that they weren’t going to be able to play baseball for a while now as punishment.
That made me feel a little better.
I went straight back up to my room after I helped Mom do the dishes and read more of my Judy Bloom book. It had gotten pretty dark and was almost bedtime when there was another knock on my door. I told them to come in, figuring it was Mom, coming to remind me to brush my teeth, though she didn’t usually knock.
The door opened and I turned to see who it was.
Parker stood there, looking down at his feet, seeming nervous.
“What do you want?”
He moved a little closer to the bed where I sat. “I just wanted to say that I’m really sorry for ruining your jewelry thing. And…” he paused as he reached into his pocket and pulled out something, “I made you this.”
Curious, I took it from him and immediately recognized the various pieces from my jewelry kit.
He’d made me a necklace.
He still wouldn’t look at me. “I’m sorry I made you sad. I didn’t mean to. I don’t like seeing you upset like that.”
I looked back down at the necklace and smiled. He tried to make me something to say he was sorry. Since Clay wasn’t with him, I figured Mom hadn’t made him do this. He did it all on his own. That meant that he really was sorry.
I had a weird feeling in my belly when I looked down at the piece of jewelry and realized that he had strung those plastic stones through the string for me. He picked out each piece and did all of that for me. Because he felt bad for what he did. Felt bad for making me cry.
“It’s really pretty,” I whispered and his head shot up, finally looking at me.
“You like it?” he asked, a smile starting to form on his face.
I nodded and put it around my neck, wearing it proudly. “I love it. Thank you.”
His smile grew and turned into the normal one that I liked so much on him. “So, you forgive me?”
I smiled back at him this time. “I forgive you.”
He nodded and walked back to the door,
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