Chapter 7

When we got to Nate's house, Mrs. Anderson was baking cookies.

"MMMMM...that smells SO good, mom!"


"Well, Well. You brought friends! Me casa, sue casa."


"Mom, didn't you quit Spanish class?" the sound of his sarcasm was so strong that if that sentence were a punch she would have passed out. But she just grunted. Nate showed us to the snacks and the TV, and we watched TV and ate most of the day, till the phone rang.


Nate sighed and jumped to his feet. "Hello? Leave her alone you've already done enough for one day!" And then he slammed the phone in to the receiver. I jumped a little.


"What was that all about?" said Nate's mom.


"It was Angie's lair of a boyfriend on the other side of that line, but if he were standing in this room..." He shook his tight fist.


" Oh. What happened?"


"Long story."


"Oh. OK."


There was silence for awhile, until I had the nerve to ask, "What did he want?"


"He just wanted to say he was sorry, and he needed a little more attention!Ugh, he makes me So mad!


"I can see that" I mumbled under my breath.


I stayed a few more hours and then had to leave, and go back home to my worried dad. It took awhile to explain what my backstabbing boyfriend did and the deer and all. All he said was, "So. You had a long day." Oh well, it doesn't hurt to try.