Chapter 12

Henry is waiting outside my house at 6 o'clock sharp, and I walk out slowly to meet him. I still haven't made my decision about joining the track team. I know it's not life or death or anything, but lately I've been feeling kind of depressed. And anxious.

 Because I know that joining a team means getting to know other people, and letting them now you. I just don't know if I'm ready to take that step.

His eyes are on me as I enter the car. I don't meet them, though, because I know they will persuade me.

"So...did you think about it?" I dodge his question.

"About what?" I know this will only give me a second to think, but it's all I can do.

He rolls his eyes and starts backing down the driveway. Aunt Sandra is standing at the doorway, like she does almost every morning. I know she would want me to do this, to make friends and try something new. 

"About joining track and field. Come on Ada, I know you didn't forget."

I sigh, but it sounds more like a grunt. "I didn't forget. In fact, I thought about it all night." I stop talking as soon as we hit the road, which makes him look over at me for just a second.

"And...?" His eyes are curious, but excited. Like he already knows my answer. Which he probably does, but it still bothers me the same. Assumptions.

But looking into those eyes, those friendly, open eyes, makes me realize that I want a friend like Henry. I want someone to share the burdens of my life with. And if that meant opening up to someone, or to a lot of someones, then I would have to do it.

"And I decided that I'm going to try it."

"Really?" he asks in excitement. He's grinning at me now, and not really watching the road.

"Really, now watch where you're driving or we're gonna get killed before the season even starts."

He turns back to the front, but the smile is still there. "This is going to be so much fun, Ada. I know you are going to love it. I'll walk you to the gym after school, where the meeting is. I have..." he starts babbling, but I cannot listen. 

My heart is beating faster than normal, and something is bubbling up in my stomach. Excitement? Could I finally be coming out of the cloud of depression I've been living in?

The End

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