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    Between Best Friends
    Between Best Friends
    Between Best Friends
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    Between Best Friends

    By Karen Cogan

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    Moving away from your best friend is never easy. When Stephanie gets to move back to her hometown, she is thrilled. However, her excitement turns to pain when she discovers her best friend has made another best friend and she is being left out.

    When her grandmother, whom she hardly knows, comes to live with her family, Stephanie is not happy..She will have to share her room, a prospect she doesn't want. However, her grandmother is full of surprises. As young and old get to know each other, Stephanie makes new freinds, with a little help from Grandma.

     

    LanguageEnglish
    Publisherkaren Cogan
    Release dateAug 27, 2017
    ISBN9781386592006
    Between Best Friends
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    Karen Cogan

    Karen enjoys writing all of her historical romance.     

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      Between Best Friends - Karen Cogan

      BETWEEN BEST FRIENDS

      CHAPTER ONE

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      I sealed the tape across the last brown packing box and told myself, Stephanie Porter, you're going back to Elmwood.

      I patted the bulging box and felt happy for the first time in a whole year.  Last year, I'd been stuck in a new town and a new school.  Now, I was going home.  I'd start middle school in the fall with my old friends.  Everything would be just the way it was when I left Elmwood. 

      I looked around my room.  Bare walls stared back at me.  Where my games and books used to be, there were only empty shelves.  The clutter that usually sat on my dresser was gone.  It didn't look normal. 

      Soon the moving company would come for the boxes and furniture.  My room would look empty, as it did a year and a half ago when I had moved in.  I smiled, liking that idea.

      Mom came in and looked around. It's been a long time since I've seen your room so clean. 

      Gee, thanks, Mom. 

      Her short curly hair hung loose around her face. Her shirt was no longer tucked into her jeans.  Struggling with her own packing had turned my usually neat Mom into a mess.

      You've been excited about moving.  Are you going to miss anything about living here? she asked.

      No. 

      Mom clicked her tongue.  She didn't believe me. It wasn't that bad.

      It was, too.  I was the new kid. I had never fit in.  The girls who talked to me were the ones nobody else wanted to talk to.

      Oh, Stephanie, you made several friends last year. 

      The girls voted me and Freda Hanes the most unpopular girls in the class.

      That had been embarrassing.  Freda and I were sitting together during recess.  Some girls walked over where we could hear them talk.

      I think Freda is more unpopular, Sara Blakely had said.

      I don't know.  Stephanie is pretty unpopular too, Sara Miller had answered.

      I pretended I hadn't heard them, but I felt my face turn red.  They probably enjoyed making me more miserable than I already felt.  It still embarrassed me to think about it.

      Mom leaned down to see if my taping job would hold.

      You were new and no one knew you, she said.

      It was impossible to make Mom understand.  To her, I would always be her adorable baby that everyone loved.  But, the truth was, I had felt so shy I hardly talked to anyone.  I spent my time reading books and writing letters to my best friend, Kristy.  But that didn't take the place of having her live close-by. 

      I was glad I was going back to Elmwood.  When I got back, I would forget all about last year.  I would pretend I had never moved. 

      My big brother, Charlie, stuck his head in the door. I'm out of boxes, he told Mom.

      She nodded.  I've got more in my room.  I'll show you where.  I need to get back to work anyway. 

      I knew why Mom would have to show him.  I had seen Mom's room before lunch.  Junk was piled all over the bed, all over the dresser and all over the floor.  Still, I knew Mom wouldn't stop until every box was perfectly packed.

      I went downstairs for a last look around the house.  Dad stood in the kitchen, finishing a bag of chips.

      Want some? he offered.  It's the only food in the house.

      I reached in the bag and pulled out a few crumbs, then frowned at him  You're just like Charlie.  He eats everything.  All I ever see are the empty wrappers.

      He's a growing boy.  Dad grinned and wiped crumbs from his chin.

      If he grows much more, he won't fit at the table.  That's the only way the rest of us will keep from starving.

      Charlie took after Dad's side of the family.  They were all tall.  But Charlie was more than tall.  He was big.  Not fat - just big.  That was okay for Charlie.  Last year, while I was miserable in school, he became a star player of the middle school football team.

      I worried that I was going to turn out looking like Charlie.  I wanted to be petite like Mom.  But I was already taller than she was by two inches.  And I had grown those two inches in a few short months. 

      Even though I wasn't as wide as Charlie, I was wider than Mom.  I wore a whole size bigger in clothes.  Imagine!  I would be able to pass my hand-me-downs to Mom!  If I kept growing I would be on the football team with Charlie. 

      Dad threw away the empty bag.  Just think, in a few  hours, the movers will have everything packed up and we'll be on the road. 

      I frowned.  I wish we were moving back to our old house.  If we had rented it out instead of selling it, I could have my old room back. 

      I know, honey.  We would have rented it out if I had known we were going to be back so soon.  But you'll like the new house just fine.

      Do you think I could paint my room the same shade of blue as my old one?

      Sure.  You can do whatever you like with it.  You can fix it up just like your old room.  I remember when we first moved to our house in Elmwood.

      Dad loved to talk about old times, especially what Charlie and I did when we were babies.  Unfortunately, I'd heard all the stories lots of times.  I decided to distract him. 

      Your bedroom is still a mess.  Do you think Mom will be packed in time for the movers? 

      You know your mother.  She has her own way of organizing, but she gets it done.  That's why I'm staying out of her way.

      You and Mom sure go about things differently. 

      That makes things more fun, Dad said.  He had finished with his part of the packing a long time ago.  When he had a job to do, he got it done right away.  How two people who were so different could get along as well as they did was a mystery to me.

      Bob, have you seen the strapping tape?  Mom called down the stairs.

      Dad winked at me.  Last time I saw it, it was sitting on the floor in our room.  I'll help you find it.

      I went back to my room to make sure I hadn't left anything in the closet.  It was empty except for a spider web that had been there when we moved in.  I had thought about cleaning it out but I felt sorry for the spider.  He could build his web again, but it wouldn't be the same as the first one.

      Are you going to miss me? I asked, speaking into the dark closet.  I knew it was stupid to talk to a spider.  I had gotten to like him, though.  I hoped whoever moved in would let him stay.  I'll read you a letter from my best friend, I told him.

      I took one of Kristy's letters from my dresser and sat down on the floor.  I knew the spider couldn't care less about my letter, but I felt like reading it out loud.

      ––––––––

      Dear Stephanie,

      It's great that you're moving back to Elmwood.  Maybe we'll be in the same class again.  There's going to be a new teacher in sixth grade.  She's taking Mrs. Jones place.  Can you believe Mrs. Jones finally retired after all these years?  She must have been at least a hundred years old.  I hope the new teacher is young and pretty.

      Cathy and I went shopping together for new clothes.  She has great taste.  You wouldn't believe the awesome shirts we found.  We got two that matched so we could wear them on the same day.  Doesn't that sound like fun?

      In a little while Cathy and I are taking a tennis lesson. I don't think we could win at Wimbledon, but we're getting pretty good. You ought to try tennis sometime.

      Well, guess I better

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