Mystery Story part 1; Molly and Me

"Oh my god Molly, for the billionth time, he is not HOT!" I shouted in my friend's face. "Oh, sorry. . " she said looking offended although I knew she wasn't. "I'm so excited, the guy i could never get to like me in seventh grade, is now head over heels for me! I've had a first kiss and everything! Don't you know what that's like?" "Not really." I said. " My love life is very uneventful." I sighed with enthusiasm, and Molly laughed. My friend, actually best friend Molly and I were really tight, and we both had odd sences of humor that seemed to fit together perfectly. We were a great team. On our way to Art class, Betsy stopped us. "HI GUYS!" she practically spit in our faces, "WHAT'S UP?" "Nothin" Molly and I said in a monotone. " Well, then, BYE YOU GUYS!" she said again, and she almost bounced away on a sugar high, into the Spanish room. "That kid is so annoying!" I yelled once she was out of reach. "You like her?" "Not at all," Molly said. "She annoys me, Kathryn." "Ditto," I replied. 1

Once in the Art room, Mr. Bluehere was explaining the next project, and he suddenly, without looking up shouted," John, get out from beind the door!" "oh, fine." came a small voice. Out from the door came John Slugg. Ugg. . . I HATE that kid. I can't believe that HE possibly made it to Harvard with the rest of us. 2

(In my class, a lot of my seventh grade buddies, and apparently enemies, rose up and got into little ole Harvard. . wow that was a shocker. Soooooo.... back to the story.)3

The rest of Art class was just a blur. . . Molly raced out of class, and she couldn't wait to meet Ben, her new bf. Little did she know that she'd treasure him even more if he, you know, died.4

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Molly and I walked into the local McDonalds, and we were both happy to see Kim at the counter. She was also a seventh-grade-harvard-buddy. "Howdy, what can I get for you?" she asked. "I'll have a McFlurry." I said. After all they were only 50 cents, and they tasted AWESOME. "I'll have a soda, fries, a double cheese burger with mustard, no katchup, and chicken nuggets. . " "Molly, this is not lunch, or dinner for that matter." I pointed out. "Oh fine. . Kim, no chicken nuggets then please," She answered. Kim looked down into to the little ordering screen, and pushed some buttons, and then stared at us again. " Molly, have you seen the calories in those things?" I shoved a nutrition facts label in her face. She took one look and gasped. "OMG. Maybe just the soda would be good." "Ok, is thar your final answer?" Kim challenged. "Yep" Molly said. 6

"Oh, Kim, is Ben here?" Molly asked tentitively. "Maybe" Kim toyed with the knowledge. "I know you know, tell me!" Molly shouted with excitement.7

"Oh, fine he's in the back," Kim gave up. "BEN?" Molly yelled. "Right here babe," Ben called. And out from behind the counter stepped Ben, probably the best looking guy in our class at Harvard. But, I didn't want to think about that, I liked him, and then was rejected, I couldn't fall for him again. OK, Kathryn, be calm, i told myself. 8

Ben and Molly hugged and then walked into the back of the room to a closet they liked to call "secrets" and they bothed stepped in. Now this sounds like a slow-mo, but it was really quite fast. Once they were both in, Ben closed the door, and god only knows what happened after that in the little closet of "secrets". Yuck. 9