Teen Ink

Chapter Three: Friendly Fight

At school the next day Noah was walking through the front door when he hears some yell.
“Hey butt head!” “Why didn’t you answer my call last night?” Brandon asked angrily
“Sorry, I was doin my homework and chores, I didn’t have time.” Noah said
“You’re such a nerd” Brandon said following a laugh and a punch to Noah’s arm.
“Anyway, I was callin to tell you what I was doin last night.” Brandon said with a smile.
“Do I even wanna know?” Noah asked as he opened his locker.
“I went to Bob’s last night” Brandon said with the same stupid smile on his face
“Great, why are you so happy about goin to Bob’s?” Noah asked as he was starting to get annoyed with Brandon.
“Well that’s not why I’m happy. I’m happy because I went with Grace Simmons.” Brandon said arrogantly.

Obviously Noah wasn’t too pleased about his best friend goin out on a date with the girl he’s admired for years.

“Why would Grace go out with you?” Noah asked angrily
“Why wouldn’t she be? I’m handsome, funny, and smart.” Brandon said.
“Yeah, that’s it.” Noah said as he rolled his eyes.
“What do you mean?” Brandon said with a puzzled look on his face.
“Dude she went out with you because you’re rich, that’s all.” Noah said.
“Shut up! She and I went out because she has a thing for me.” Brandon said angrily.
“Mhmm your right cause you’re such a stud Brandon.” Noah said sarcastically.
Brandon was irate and tried punching Noah in the head but Noah moved and Brandon’s strike went straight into the locker and Noah slammed it shut on Brandon’s hand.
“Ow!” Brandon screamed and fell to the floor clutching his hand. Noah just walked away and didn’t see Brandon again that day. Brandon called Noah that night though.
“What do you want?” Noah said in an annoyed tone as he answered the phone.
“You broke my hand you jerk!” Brandon screamed at the top of his lungs.
“You helped.” Noah said amusingly.
“I hate you!” Brandon screamed.
“Okay” Noah replied then he hung up the phone.
“Someone needs to chill out.” Noah said to himself as he lay in bed reading.

Charlie walks into Noah’s room with a strange look on his face; Noah doesn’t look at him instead just focuses on his book.
“Um, Hey bud, can you put down the book for a second?” Charlie slurred.
Then Noah looks up and see’s Charlie and can tell something is wrong.
“What’s up?” Noah said as he set the book down on his bedside table.

Charlie sat down on the foot of Noah’s bed and didn’t say anything.
“Charlie?” Noah asked, concerned about his brother.
“Sam was out back and I heard her barking, facing the ol’ Brown house and I opened the door she looked back at me then ran off down the road” Charlie said as he was shaking.
Sam was the family dog that Charlie and Noah’s dad bought when Noah turned one.
“Its fine she’s out all the time” Noah said.
“I know I just don’t like her running out this late at night, I’m worried she’ll get hurt” Charlie said still shaking.
“She’ll be fine Charlie, I’m goin to bed can you go?” Noah asked.
“Yeah, goodnight.” Charlie said as he walked out of Noah’s room shutting the door behind him.
“That was weird; I haven’t seen Charlie like that since mom and pa.” Noah said to himself quietly.