BACK TOGETHER AGAIN

"So, how has everyone been?" Joe asks the club.

Sara had convinced everyone to sit with us the other day...well partially. It went like this:

As I climbed off the bus, I could see Sara running after them in a hurry as she yelled, "Wait! I need to talk to you guys!"

Everyone turned around in surprise. Sara stood there not knowing what to do.

"I-I," she started, "can I-or we talk to you guys about something?"

I stepped forward, next to Sara. "We just wanted to talk about the letter we sent you," I spoke.

"What about it?" Mallory asked.

Glad that someone was finally talking, I continued. "Why didn't you guys come?"

Sammy sighed. "Are you buggin'? Don't you understand that we don't want to hang out again. It was over long ago. We're not getting back together."

"Just answer this. Why don't you want to get back together?"

"Just stop and learn to accept that the club is over. So no can do."

"Fine. If you're just itching to get away from us, then whatever," Sara retorted.

"I'll come," Mallory said suddenly.

I looked at Mallory, she smiled at me with sympathy. I smiled back in return and nodded her way as a thank you. As if we were having a telepathic conversation.

We split into our separate ways until the next day came around. I made my way down the aisle to my seat, along with Sara, Joe, and Mallory. To my surprise, Sammy, Oliver, and Andy came too.

"Oliver convinced me to give this a chance," Sammy said grouchily. "Why do you want us back together anyway?" She sat next to Joe in a huff.

"Can't we all just be best friends again? There shouldn't be a question for that, right?" Joe spat back in annoyance.

Sammy glared at Joe, as if to say "kiss my ass." I wasn't sure why Sammy was acting hella' out of it.

"So, how has everyone been?" Joe asked everyone.