Chapter 2

    When Rachel came home from school, she ran up the stairs and slammed her door shut without saying a word to Deme. Deme busy in the kitchen dropped the washcloth into her marble sink and walked upstairs down the hall and knocked on Rachel’s bedroom door. 

    “Hey Rachel, can I come in?” Deme waited a couple seconds for a response but the room seemed dead. Deme waited a couple more seconds and then knocked on the door. “Rach, you know I just want to help, let me in.” Deme pressed her ears against the white wooden door and could hear Rachel crying, she slowly opened the door. And walked over to her bed and sat next to her.

    Under her arms Rachel was able to stumble out the words “Deme I hate school.” Deme scooted up closer to Rachel and began rubbing her back. “You don’t need to hate school, what happened today?” Rachel turned around to face Deme, with tears running down her clear cheeks. “Nothing new happened, that’s the thing it happens everyday. People joke around ‘bout me.  I just want friends who understand where I’m coming from. Can I please go to a different school?”

    “Sorry Rach, but you I’m not allowed to sign you up your parents, well our parents are. Rachel let out a big sigh and stood up. “well can’t you be my guardian since you eighteen, you could legally take care of me. Please can I go to Shiloh Junior High? It’s like ten minutes away from your house.”

    “Okay we’ll go over there tomorrow and see what they say.”

    “Thank you.” Rachel walked back over to Deme and hugged her.

    “Owe.” Deme held onto her stomach.

    “Oh my gosh, I’m sorry what did I do?”

    “No you didn’t do anything. I just felt the baby kick…feel.” Deme placed Rachel’s hand onto her stomach. “whoa.” Deme stood back up and started for the door. “Well I better start making dinner, what are you in the mood for?”