The doorbell rang. I ran and opened it.
"Hi Cara!" my friend, Kerri said. We've been quite close ever since first grade and we did everything together. Everyone thought that we were sisters, we even looked alike. We had names alike. OK, now, back on track.
"What should we do now?" Kerri asked. We've finished all our gossiping, and it was still early. I thought for a moment.
"Bake cookies?" I asked. She looked at me.
"Well, that's what my grandma does when she's bored." She sighed and shook her head.
I thought for another moment. Then the idea to have fun popped in my mind: We'd scam people! We used to do that when we were little, making up phone numbers, just to have fun but I think that falls under the category "crank call". Then, last year we've started to do it again, this time to find out who liked us or hated us.
"Let's scam people!" I said.
"No way!" she exclaimed. She really didn't like this business. She's shy, I think. Even though she likes to show new kids around, she doesn't talk.
"C'mon, I'll talk." I wanted Kerri to open up a bit; I wanted her to talk to other people. Maybe I'm doing it the wrong way, but it's for the greater good.
"All right, all right."
"Great! Let the fun begin!" Kerri sighed again.
"Kerri! Shut your mouth!" I whispered harshly "Hello! This is Adam."
"Hi Adam! This is Cara Clifton. You know, Kerri's friend."
"Yeah. I was just wondering how you were doing."
"And… Where is Kerri? On the extension?" I froze for a second. He knew?
"Because I think I heard some breathing that doesn't belong to you."
"Oh…" I said, relaxed. "No, no it's just me. Well, whatever. I'll see you at school." Then I hung up and turned to Kerri.
"You were breathing!" I said.
"And I shouldn't be?" she said.
"No, you just gotta do it more quietly."
"Cara, this wasn't fun at all. Let's not do it," she said. Leave it to Kerri to ruin the fun.
"No. We'll try again and this time you'll be quieter. Now, who should we do it on?"
"Paul," she said quietly.
Paul? Who on Earth was Paul? Ah, that little geek with bottle-bottom glasses. Friend of Joey. Why him?
"Why?" I asked. She just shrugged.
"Because I think he might not even know what scamming is." Aha! She was blushing! I thought about teasing her, but to keep her in good mood I didn't press it. I wanted to go on scamming. We found number from the phone book. I dialed it. His mother answered the phone.
"Hello. I'm a friend of Paul's. Can I talk to him please?"
"Sure," the woman said. There was a crackling sound and Paul was on the phone.
"Hello," said his puzzled voice. Kerri immediately started blushing. Good God! Did she actually like this guy?
"Paul?" I said. "From Lake Windsor Middle? You remember me?"
"How's it going?"
He didn't say anything. Kerri was breathing even louder this time. Not to give ourselves away, I went on:
"I just wanted to find out how you liked Tangerine Middle. Joey said it's very different. I don't know what he means by that."
He told me that it was a tougher place. I thought it was the time to end the chatter and get on with the business. So I asked him if he was going out with anyone over there. He said no. I could visibly see that Kerri was happy now. Then I told him Kerri had said hi, and he told me to tell Kerri that he said hi. I felt like a post pigeon, but that was OK. Then we said bye to each other and I hung up.
Kerri looked at me with gleaming eyes. I was amazed at how she could like a freak. But I said:
"You really gotta invite him somewhere sometime," I said.
She nodded and for the first time, she didn't look afraid of talking to someone.