Chapter Seven

Jamie tapped her pencil against the table.

“Hey there.” Bright said walking into the library.

“Hello.” She replied.

“That was quite a performance you put on in the cafeteria today.” He commented.

Jamie shrugged. “She had it coming.”

“Well, I can’t disagree with you on that. My sister never knows when to shut up.” He said.

“She’s your sister?” Jamie asked. “Oh God…now I’m kind of embarrassed.”

“Don’t worry about it. Anyone who isn’t afraid to put her in her place gets a gold star in my book.” Bright joked.

Jamie smiled. “Good to know.”

“So ready to get started?” Bright asked rubbing his hands together.

“Sure.” She replied.

For the next hour Jamie helped Bright outline his research paper. The pair got along quite well and before Jamie realized it was already after 4:00.

“I’d better get going.” Jamie said gathering her things. “My parents are going to need my help.”

Bright glanced up at the clock. “I didn’t realize it was so late. Thanks for your help.”

“Not a problem. When should we meet again?” she asked.

“Umm…Friday?” he suggested.

She nodded. “Sounds good. See you tomorrow.”

“Bye Jamie.” He said as she walked out the door.

Jamie waved and started to make her way to the diner. She couldn’t believe Bright was related to Amy. He was so much nicer.

Jamie’s thoughts were interrupted by a tap on her shoulder.

“Hey Ephram.” She said turning around.

He gave her a smile. “On your way to the diner?”

“Yep. You?” she asked.

“The same.” He replied.

“Did your dad cook again?” Jamie questioned.

“Unfortunately.” He told her.

“Well, come with me. My parents will hook you up.” She said.

He nodded. “How was the thing with Bright?”

“Pretty good. He’s a lot cooler than his sister.” Jamie said opening the door to the diner.

“Whatever you say.” Ephram said as he followed her inside.

“Are you ever going to tell me why there’s bad blood between you two?” Jamie asked.

Ephram shrugged. “There’s nothing to tell really.”

“Whatever you say.” She said mocking his earlier comment.

He rolled his eyes. “I came here to get dinner not be to verbally abused.”

“Touche. Let’s get you some food.” She said with a smirk. You Get Me Yahoo! GeoCities