I was in a call with Cassandra and my friend Elodie when Cleo phoned me.
"Hey, um, my friend Cleo's calling me. Can we talk later?" I asked. Cassandra and Elodie both agreed. They knew all about my life back in Chicago and interrupting our calls never bothered them. So, I picked up and my dad immediately brightened at the sound of Cleo's voice.
"Hold on, let me add Emery," Cleo said after we exchanged hellos.
"Kay." A minute later, Emery had joined our call. "Hey, what about Paris?" I wondered. There was a beat of awkward silence before Emery replied.
"I think she's busy."
I countered, "I'll just call her. Sheesh, we haven't talked in a long time." I pressed "add call" and found Paris' phone number. I clicked my phone to call and waited.
"Hello?" she finally answered after five rings.
"Yeah, hi. It's Kristin."
"Hey, Kristin. How are you?"
"Great!" I merged the two calls and before I knew it, "The Berries" were in one call.
"Oh, hi Cleo. Hi Emery," Paris stated, slowly.
"Hey, isn't this great? The four of us! Just like the old days!" I cheerfully said.
"Mhm hmm," was Paris's reply and Cleo offered a nonchalant, "Sure".
After a few moments of awkward silence, Paris hung up with a quick "gotta go".
I sighed, "Things are still weird with her?"
"Yup" was all I got as an answer.
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The Friendship Bracelet
General FictionCleo, Paris, Emery, and Kristin have been best friends since Kindergarten and are known as 'The Berries'. They buried a time capsule with their treasures only to be opened after grade 12. Once they headed into high school, everything changed. Now, u...
