“Katelyn, sit over here!” Leah called from her seat.
“No, Katelyn, sit with me!” Ella insisted.
“Katelyn, come here!” Maria whined. Katelyn was the most popular girl in the town, and also the nicest. So it was no surprise to Leah, Ella, and Maria when Katelyn went to sit with a complete stranger that none of them had met before.
“What’s your name?” Katelyn asked the girl.
“Kristi,” whispered the girl.
“Are you hungry?” Katelyn asked.
“Yes,” Kristi said.
“I’ve got a whole bunch of food in my lunchbox,” Katelyn said. “Do you want some?”
“You would do that for me?” Kristi questioned.
“Of course,” Katelyn replied.
“Thank you,” Kristi said as Katelyn unbuckled her lunchbox.
“You’re welcome,” Katelyn whispered.
“Katelyn, I can’t believe you gave half of your lunch to that girl!” Leah exclaimed after lunch when they were leaving the cafeteria at the all-day conference they were at.
“It was the right thing to do. Kristi didn’t have any. Her mom thought lunch was provided,” Katelyn explained to her friend.
“Oh, Katelyn, you really need to learn some things about basic survival!” Ella was shocked that Katelyn had given part of her lunch away.
“Hey, if that’s what you want to do, that’s your problem!” Maria brushed it off.
“It is what I want to do, and that’s my problem, I agree. I would have given her all of it, but she wouldn’t hear of it,” Katelyn insisted.
“I see,” Leah stalked off.
“Whatever!” Ella shoved Maria out of the way and darted to the room where the conference was being held.
“Ella! Wait!” Maria ran after her friend.
“Katelyn, is something wrong?” Kristi wondered, walking up.
“No, nothing’s wrong,” Katelyn sighed.
“That’s good,” Kristi looked relieved.
“Let’s go to the conference room,” Katelyn said.
“Okay,” Kristi replied.
“Where do you live, Kristi?” Katelyn asked after the conference.
“I just moved into a house on Maple Street,” Kristi answered.
“That means you live right next to me!” Katelyn exclaimed.
“Really?” Kristi asked.
“Yes, really! Would I lie about something like that?” Katelyn asked.
“I don’t know!” Kristi jumped up and down.
“Do you want to walk with me?” Katelyn questioned.
“Well, my mom was going to pick me up at 7:00. What time is it?” Kristi explained.
“Kristi, it’s only six o’clock! You would have to wait here for an hour! It takes ten minutes to walk home from here!” Katelyn exclaimed.
“Okay, let’s just walk home, then,” Kristi sighed.
“Kristi! Watch out!” Katelyn screamed five minutes later. A car was bearing down on Kristi, and she was in the middle of the road. Katelyn ran towards Kristi, screaming all the while. She plowed into Kristi, sending Kristi flying towards the grass while Katelyn skidded across the road. Cars were squealing to a halt, narrowly missing Katelyn. Kristi was crying on the grass, too shocked to do anything. Katelyn was lying on the road, clearly in pain. A teenage driver was leaping out of his car, pulling his cell phone out, dialing 9-1-1. From the other car, a woman in her forties was climbing out of her car, running over to Katelyn, putting her mouth close to Katelyn’s ear, saying, “It’s going to be alright, child. An ambulance is coming. You’re going to be okay.” While her husband walked over to Kristi, asking, “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. How is Katelyn?” Kristi replied.
“I don’t know, but an ambulance should be coming. You say her name is Katelyn?” the man asked.
“Yeah, Katelyn Adamson. My name is Kristi Bean,” Kristi explained.
“What happened?” the man asked.
“I was crossing the road, and then Katelyn screamed, ‘Watch out!’ and then she plowed into me and I flew across the road to the grass. After that, I heard screeching tires and voices,” Kristi recounted her experience as an ambulance flew in. A police car came next, flying to the scene.
“What’s your parents’ phone number?” the man asked Kristi. Kristi gave him both her parents’ and Katelyn’s parents’ numbers. And then the man went over to his car and started dialing Kristi’s parents.
Meanwhile, over by Katelyn, the teenager and the woman were talking to the police officer. The paramedics were talking to Katelyn, and a car was pulling up.
Meanwhile, over by Katelyn, the teenager and the woman were talking to the police officer. The paramedics were talking to Katelyn, and a car was pulling up.
“What’s going on?” a woman came running up to the police officer. “Where is my daughter?”
“There was a minor accident. Now if you could stand back, the paramedics are busy,” the policeman said.
“Mom! I’m over here!” Kristi hollered.
“Kristi! Are you okay?” Mrs. Bean ran over to her daughter.
“I’m fine, but I don’t know about Katelyn. Nobody’s telling me!” Kristi reassured her mom.
“Oh, honey, I was so worried about you! Mr. Zimmerman called me and told me you were involved in an accident.”
Just then, a second car pulled up. “Where’s Katelyn?” Mrs. Adamson asked the police officer.
“On the stretcher. She has a broken wrist,” one of the paramedics answered.
“I guess I won’t be playing basketball this winter,” Katelyn moaned from the stretcher.
“Oh, Katelyn, that’s the least of your worries!” Mrs. Adamson ran over to her daughter.
That evening, at the hospital, Mrs. Adamson and Mr. Adamson were sitting in Katelyn’s hospital room. There was a knock on the door. “Who is it?” Mrs. Adamson asked.
“It’s Mary and Kristi Bean. May we come in?” Mrs. Bean replied.
“Yeah, come on in,” Katelyn said.
“Katelyn, you’re awake!” Mrs. Adamson rejoiced.
“Yeah, I’m awake. I’m hungry, too,” Katelyn sighed.
“What do you want to eat?” Mr. Adamson asked.
“Lemongrass noodle soup,” Katelyn answered.
“I’ll have to go to the store; they don’t have that in the cafeteria,” Mr. Adamson said.
“You asked what I want!” Katelyn said.
“I know I did,” Mr. Adamson got up, “I’ll get that from the store now.”
“Thank you.” Katelyn said.
“Katelyn how is your arm?” Kristi asked.
“It’s okay. It hurts, though,” Katelyn answered.
“Well, of course your broken wrist hurts! I would think something was wrong if it didn’t hurt!” Mrs. Bean laughed.
“Yeah, probably,” Katelyn snickered.
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