After school and doing my homework, I log on to my computer to send a message to my other best friends Brett and Charlotte.
Brett: What's going on with you and Martin?
Me: He assumed I'd say yes to go to the winter dance with him!
Charlotte: Did you tell him how it made you feel?
Me: I did, but I'm pretty sure he's mad at me now.
Brett: Let him be mad. He'll get over it. You two have always worked out your problems, and you'll work this one out.
Me: I hope you're right. I should get off here now. Mom and dad need my help.
Mom comes in to check on me with a basket of laundry. Do you want to go to the basketball game tonight? Your brothers would love to have you cheering them on.
“Yeah, I guess I should get out of the house.”
“You and Martin will work things out,” Mom says and smiles at me.