User blog:SIBUNAOVEREVIL219/Anubis- The Generation After Ch 7

Ellen’s POV

Her words stung me as if I was sticking my bare hand in to a nest of raging hornets. Tears threatened to fall from my eyes as I listened to her harsh words. “Just shut up all together!” she had said. Fine. If she wanted me to shut up, I would.

As I ran silently through the hall, I could hear James calling after me, but I didn’t stop. I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to be as far away from her as humanly possible. I could barely see with the tears clouding my eyes, so I let myself cry for the first time since I broke my arm the summer before 8th grade playing soccer with my cousins. Yeah, I didn’t cry easy. I was bullied all through middle school by the “popular group”, but I didn’t shed a tear. But to hear those terrible words come out of my best friend’s mouth…directed toward ''me? ''That was tear-worthy.

I burst through the door of Anubis house to find Trudy dusting the coffee table in the living room. She looked up at me and began to say something, but I ran right upstairs, so I didn’t hear. When I finally got to my room, I flopped face down on my bed and the tears really started coming. Breathing got harder as I replayed the scene in my mind over and over.

When I looked up, James was standing in my doorway. “Hey,” he said, staring at me with a worried look in his eyes.

“Hey,” I replied glumly, wiping a tear falling from my eye.

“Listen, you don’t have to let this get to you,” he said sympathetically as he made his way over to my bed and sat down.

“But she’s my best…”

“No, she’s not!” he interrupted forcefully. “She’s not your best friend. Not if she treats you that way.”

“Yeah… I guess you’re right. Do you mind if I spend some time alone?” I asked him.

“No problem,” he replied, giving me a light kiss on the cheek. “Just text me if you need anything.”

''“She’s not your best friend. Not if she treats you that way.” ''James’s words stuck in my head like glue after he left. He’s right; she’s not my best friend. Not if she’s gonna freak out over that one little thing!

So that was it. Britney Anne Kavanagh was no longer the best friend of me, Ellen Ann Millington. Fine. Whatever. Who cares?