"Are you serious right now?!", my friend squealed at the news I gave her. "Yes. I am. Now please calm down, you're drawing so much attention.", I anxiously looked around while May was still overly excited. "How I could I be calm, I've been asking you for a year if you would move in with me and you finally said yes. I am not okay!", May was ecstatic and I couldn't help but laugh at my friend who was losing breath over me moving in with her. "Okay okay, you know you have perfect timing right? My lease for my apartment just got over and I was planning to move and ask you again if you wanted to live together.", I gave may a questioning look, "why do you want to move all of a sudden?", May hasn't moved in a year since she moved out from her parent's house. "Oh that. Someone moved in next door and it's never quiet since. Plus I found a new place that is affordable but extremely well designed, you have to see it!", May was out of control and we were getting stares from everyone at the cafeteria. "Alright we'll go today after school but you really have to calm down, I'm concerned May.", my friend finally started to come down once I took her by the shoulders and shook her a bit. "Okay, alright, I'm calm. You really have to give me heads up before you drop a bomb shell on me. How did you expect me to react?", I replied to my friend while rolling my eyes, "not like that."
May giggled a bit and I just shook my head barley containing my own laughter towards my silly friend. "Oh look, it's Harlow.", May pointed to the black haired boy who seemed to be avoiding everyone. "He look like he is going to snap, tsk, tsk. I call a bet, ice cream sundae with my choice of place, goes to me if he snaps at someone in the next five minutes.", I told May who seemed to be considering the bet still looking at Harlow, "Okay deal.", she replied. We both watched the scene in the cafeteria and I could feel Harlow's annoyance from all the way across the cafeteria. He didn't seem to like the cafeteria food considering he looked at the lunch lady with pure disgust. I counted in my head after two minutes passed, I really wondered how long it would take before he would yell at someone.
And ten seconds after I started counting, hell broke loose in the cafeteria as expected. "Oh my god, sorry!", someone ran into Harlow with the same food he couldn't seem to stand. I guess by the feeling I got from the boy who ran into Harlow, he didn't expect what happened. "Do you not watch where you're going? Are you blind? Or maybe I'm just wrong, you're probably just flat out stupid!", the black haired boy was turning into flames and I'm sure not only I could feel the heat. Murmurs and whispers filled the cafeteria but Harlow didn't seem to mind at all. 'Just as I remember', I thought. A food stained Harlow finally seemed to notice all the attention he had gotten and ran out of the cafeteria with the fire he started slowly going down in embarrassment. "May.", I turned to my friend, "you can split that sundae with me, I'll be nice for once.", I gave May a smile and she just looked at me in shock. "You.. are you sure you're not psychic? I swear Ember, you are.", her shocked face quickly became a pout when she realized she had to buy me ice cream. "Why did you choose ice cream though? You always make me finish it, it make me fat.", May pouted as much as she could. I just rolled my eyes and said, "May don't be insecure you literally have the fastest metabolism out of any other human I know.", my friend looked at me with an expression that asked 'really?', I just messed up her hair and mouthed the words 'yes.'
We walked out of the cafeteria with the rest of the students still gossiping on about the oh so famous Harlow Arlen. I guess it really does shake a person when their beliefs about the so called celebrities of this society turns out to be wrong. "Em, do you think Harlow is actually a jerk?", May suddenly asked and I was actually intrigued by this question but I knew the answer without give it much thought to it, "Everyone has something going on in their lives May. I wouldn't say that anyone is really a bad person, not even Harlow. But still even with stuff that goes on in our lives we still choose our own actions. In the end we get to choose how to act, having a bad past or present isn't an excuse to act poorly though.", I almost choked when I saw May's face after I finished talking, she was looking at me like I had just told her the philosophy of life. "You..really seem like you know what you're talking about.. nerd..", May doesn't usually hear me talking like this but I had gone through enough that I could understand that much about a person. The only person I really do think is a bad person is the one who killed my parents in cold blood...
"Ember..?", my friend's expression had changed suddenly into concern and her feelings were the same. I realized I had stopped walking while I thought about my parents. "I'm fine, just some thoughts.. some annoying thoughts.", I cursed myself in my head for thinking about that. May had realized what I was talking about and was quick to comfort me. "May.. do you think I'll ever find out who did it?", I looked at my friend with somber eyes. "Em, even if you find out who did it, would it give you peace?", my friend was making quite the point with her reply. "I guess not.. but still I hope I do find out, I'm studying law for them. I want to find out who did it, but I'm scared that if I do find out, would I do something bad.."
"Ember, even if you can't believe in yourself you know I do. You are my best friend, I know you better then anyone, you would never do anything like what you're thinking about. Don't let it your thoughts affect you like this. You are not a bad person, even with your past you wouldn't do anything bad because you would feel how the other person feels.", May had a good point yet again. My friend was right I shouldn't worry like this, from the memories I do have from my parents I know that they were not bad people and I guess that means neither am I. I just can't help but think like this sometimes. I could only be glad that May was there for me and Aunt Iris, otherwise who would I have become.
I was so caught up in the moment I didn't realize that someone was listening in on our conversation. Turning around I caught a glimpse of black hair, .. 'Harlow?'