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proof of brown bears inhabiting Washington. So, unless
you were visiting the zoo, you wouldn’t see a brown bear in it’s
natural habitat. Or in any other habitat.” Darryl said, finishing
his lecture on brown bears.
    Alex looked at
me, like ‘ please save me! I’ll do anything
for you .’ I smiled cruelly at
her
    From what I gathered, I guessed Harrison had
tried to impress Alex with talk about seeing a brown bear in the
woods. Then, Darryl scoffed at him, proceeding into a ten minute
long lecture about the habitats of brown bears. I stifled a laugh,
as I remembered the look on Alex’s face.
    “ What are you smiling at, Carly?”
Alex asked me.
    “ Hmmm?” I asked, before realizing
that I must of succeeded in not laughing but failed in not smiling.
“Oh, nothing.”
    “ If you say so.” She said. We were
sitting on my bed talking. “By the way, you know that cute guy we
met at the pizza place?”
    “ You mean the one you blatantly
flirted with?” I asked, sarcastically.
    “ Yeah! That’s the one! So,
anyways, he asked me out! Like, on a date!”
    “ Alexandra Grace Stevens! He’s
like, nineteen! You’re like, fourteen! Five years difference!” I
shouted.
    “ So? We like each other! Besides,
my Dad is like nine years younger than my mum.” She said,
angrily.
    “ Older or younger?” I
asked.
    “ Older! You know what I mean!
You’re just trying to change the subject, ‘cause you’re
jealous!”
    “ I’m not jealous! Why would I be
jealous?”
    “ Because I have a boyfriend and
you don’t!” She said, sticking out her tongue, like a six-year-old.
How immature.
    “ Uh...buh...Argh!” I said, angry
that I couldn’t think of anything to say.
    “ You’ve just been chasing Jake
around since fourth grade! And by the way dummy that’s the year you
came to this school!” She said.
    “ Well, don’t come crying to me
when it doesn’t work out!” I retorted.
    “ Don’t expect me to. And by the
way, this little best friend thing is over!” Alex said, her eyes
shining with either anger or tears, I couldn’t decide. Maybe
both.
    “ Fine!”
    “ Fine. And don’t bother trying to
make up! This isn’t some little fight! I have my life! Don’t try to
be some queen, lording everyone about!” Yep, definitely
anger.
    “ I don’t lord everyone about!” I
said, furiously.
    “ Do too!”
    “ Do not!”
    We fought for a while.
    Alex pulled my hair and I yanked on her ear.
We rolled over and clawed at each other.
    Soon, blood was drawn. But we didn’t
stop.
    We were still fighting half an hour later when
a knock came at the door.
    Alex immediately jumped up and brushed herself
down. She took of her hair ribbon and put her bloody nails behind
her back. I did the same, but also grabbed a brush and began doing,
my hair.
    “ Come in!” I called.
    Papa’s red hair poked through the door. “You
girls okay?” He asked.
    “ We’re fine dad!” I
answered.
    “ All good, Mr Martinsen!” Alex
said, putting on a fake smile.
    “ Okay. Alex your Dad is here to
pick you up.”
    “ Okay, thanks.” She said, leaving
the room.
    “ Bye.” I said, fighting to make my
voice as neutral as possible.
    “ Bye.” She responded.
    “ Carly, aren’t you going to show
your guest to the door?” He asked.
    “ Okay, Papa.”
    I walked with Alex to her car. Her dad, Mr.
Stevens, worked for O-CoolTech too. There was some bad blood
between him and papa, because they were both tied for the third
position.
    I looked at papa. His face was drawn into a
snarl. I looked at Mr. Stevens. He looked relaxed, but in his eyes
I saw a deep hatred. I rolled my eyes, at their silly duel. They
were even! Why are they fighting? To prove who’s the better man?
This was like cats versus dogs. In the end the dog wins. But who’s
the dog?
    I pondered over this, while Alex got into her
car and her Dad drove away. I was still standing on the curb, when
a door slamming knocked me back into the real world. I turned
around and saw