The Meeting

The doorbell rang, and Claudia Miyashiro quickly dropped everything and ran to the door to answer it. swinging it open, she is treated by the sight of Stacey Flynn.

“Hey girl,” Claudia greeted her friend, taking her into a hug.

“Hey,” Stacey replied, reciprocating said hug. The blue eyed blonde was currently dressed in a pair of back jeans, a stripped long sleeved shirt, and snow boots. Her long blonde hair hung loose and was currently parted down the middle.

“Am I the first one here?” Stacey asked.

“Almost, Kristy is already here. She’s up in my room at the moment.”

“Sweet,” Stacey replied as she took off her shoes, revealing a pair of purple socks on her feet. She soon made her way upstairs to Claudia’s rather spacious room, and was greeted by the sight of Kristy Taper sitting in a chair in the corner.

“Hey Kristy,” Stacey said, trying to sound upbeat.

“Hey,”Kristy replied, a little downtrodden. She had been thinking how she had acted last week and wished she could take it all back, as she had been a terrible friend. This was reflected d8n her outfit should, that being a pair of simple khaki’s, a Dark sweater, and a pair of grey socks on her feet. Her long brown hair was pulled into a ponytail, and she had a dire look on her face.

“Are you still down about last week?” Stacey asked.

“Yeah kind of. I… I was being irrational and am sorry.”

“Then say that,” Stacey said firmly.

“What?”

“When everyone is here, say it, and be genuine. Recognizing your mistakes goes a long way.”

Kristy blinked a few times. “O.K yeah, thank you.”

“That’s what being friends are for.”

“Hey what’s up,” Mary Anne Baker said aloud as she and Mallory Watson walked into the room.

“Hey,” both Stacy and Kristy replied in greeting.

“Is everyone here?” Mallory asked.

“Just Dawn and Jessica are left,” Kristy replied.

“Just left for what?” Dawn said as the Mexican American girl walked in to the room, followed by Jessica Lee.

“To start the meeting of course… we’ll once Claudia gets up here.”

“Well good then,” Dawn said, slightly impatient.

Downstairs, Claudia was gather various snacks to enjoy during the meeting when there was a knock at the door.

“That’s strange she thought to herself, no one else was supposed to come here today.” Against what should have been better judgment, the Japanese American girl walked out the front door and began to open it. Suddenly and without warning, she frozen in place, having just opened the door ever so slightly. Upstairs, her friends were similarly stuck in place, as was the rest of the world, save for two individuals.