Chapter 18

Eras looks up at both of us and a look of understanding passes. I hear someone screaming my name the next second, and the voice I hear almost makes me feel like I'm dreaming. There's only one person who would be uncouth enough to be screaming my mane when she's just a few feet away from me.

She smiles her signature lopsided smile and I almost can't believe my eyes "Oakley??". She walks to us and sits down on the free chair "IN the flesh" she says and gives me a hug that almost makes me tumble down my seat. I think it's the fact that she's real that actually starts the excited screaming that escapes from my throat. I hold her hands and scream,she joins too and soon we're jumping like two separated bunnies that have missed each other for ages.

"You're back?" I say still not believing the fact "I'm back!!!!". A nother round of screaming ensues and I can feel they eyes of students and teachers alike staring at us. The teacher monitoring the cafeteria motions for us to keep the celebrations down, and we hurriedly take our seats.

Oakley has been my best friend since like, ever. We went to the same school together when were kids, got into a hell of a lot of trouble. When my parents died she actually flew down here, and stayed with us for a full month until she had to go back because of the schooling semester. I never knew she'd actually come back ever.

"What are you doing here?" I ask voice still betraying shock. She gives me a sly grin and dusts imaginary dust off her hands. "Noooo!!!!" I say eyes opening even wider in shock. "Yesss!!!." She says wearing a self satisfied smirk on her face. "Which one did you use?" I ask and she giggles "A blackmailer never reveals her secrets". We go up in a fit of laughter at this and the boys just stare at us like we were speaking in some foreign language. Oakley is the craziest perosn I know.

When we were kids around twelve to thirteen years, Oakley's mom initiated a health purge at thier house. They were to  eat nothing more than apples, fruits and vegetables. She also made some vile concotion and forced then to always drink it, saying that was the key to a healthy life. Oakley almost died during that period but surprisingly her Dad, her Dada who was known for having a sweet tooth and indulging himself at every turn was super comfortable with it.

Not only did he not complain or make his wife see she was torturing them, well according to Oakley that is, sometimes he would ask for more helpings of the vile concotion she gave them to drink. Oakley walked into his room once to find the distinct smell of fried chicken all over the place.

Turns out her father had gotten a whole deep freezer stocked with confectionaries and hid it in the storage room of thier house. She took pictures of them  and stored them after stealing her body's worth in food.

Then she kept the pictures for whenever they might come in "handy".