After talking for a while at Lake Luv, we headed to Mimi’s. Mimi’s is a pizza shop on the corner of 9th and L. It's a little place, not many people go there, but that's why we like it. I'm pretty sure their pizzas are contaminated with mold or something. We usually just get some of their chips and water and hang out for a while.
We got there and ordered our usual and sat at the back of the pizzeria, if you can call it that.
We have to talk in whispers, so that usually makes people a little suspicious. Sometimes we say random things out loud to make people less suspicious.
“Yes Charlotte, I do love that chapter in the Scriptz!” Talia said in a loud, sort of fake voice. The lady at the counter smiled at Talia’s remark.
“What a brainwashed zombie.” I say in a whisper.
“I mean really, if anyone will eat your brains, it's these zombies who rot your brain with bull crap facts.” Madi states in a slightly too loud, yet still quiet voice.
Just in case though, I say loudly “I think I like the book of Thy Female better.” Even the words taste bitter coming out of my mouth. Yet the smile on the lady’s face reassures me that we can continue to talk.
My eyes are then directed to the door where my grandma is entering. I don't know why she would be here.
The lady at the counter, whose name tag I can now read; Lena. Placid. She looks at my grandma and says “what would you like?”
My grandma doesn't pay attention which worries me. She is coming directly towards me.
“Charlotte.” Her voice is stern “I need you to come with me.”
My heart drops to my stomach. I gulp down the bile coming up my throat and put on my signature fake smile.
“Okay.” I turn to Talia and Madi. “I guess we can talk about our favorite chapters in the Scriptz tomorrow.” I lie.
“I'm sorry, but you won't be talking to anyone tomorrow.” My grandma says bluntly with no explanation. “You two girls should get home too. Your parents I'm sure would like to discuss something with you.”
Talia and Madi’s eyes lock and I can see terror behind their glistening green eyes.
My heart sinks further. I know what this is about. I knew I saw it. I didn't say anything, but I should've.