Chapter 6: I'm seeing someone...
I walked downstairs. Hair a mess, and half asleep. Gerard was making breakfast. "French Toast?" I asked. Gerard jumped a little. I laughed. "Uhh... yeah." He answered. The doorbell rang. I opened the door. "Hey Frankie!" I said. "Where's Gerard."
"Kitchen." I pointed back. "And your ankle?"
"My ankle's right here! See, left foot's ankle and right foot's ankle!" I wiggled my feet around. Frank laughed. Frank walked into the kitchen and stared at the french toast. "Why wasn't it called English toast, or Chinese toast, or Korean..."
"Because, One: You didn't invent it, and two: The French thought of it." I said cutting Frank off. Gerard smiled. "Okay Miss smartie pants." Frank said. "I'm not wearing pants! I'm wearing sleeping shorts." I laughed. Gerard gave me my french toast. I poked it. "I don't eat anything non-american!" I laughed. "Just eat it." Gerard kissed my lightly. The doorbell rang. "That might by Rachel!" I called out and ate my french toast. When I was done I walked into the living room. A girl with black hair in two long pigtails was standing near the door. She had red lipstick on. "Oh, Hi! You're Gerard's sister, Nami, right?" She smiled with very bright white teeth. "Oh.. yes."
"I'm Lindsey. I like to spell it L-Y-N, dash, Z." She explained. "Oh." I said blankly. She pulled something out of her purse. It was a beautiful necklace. "Hey, you can have this." She handed it to me. It was black and orange. My two favorite colours. It was also very shiny. "Thank you." I said. Gerard walked out of the bathroom. He coughed. "So.."
"We've already talked." Lyn-Z said and looked down at me, smiling. Gerard smiled. "I gotta go change and brush my hair." I said with a weird expression. I walked upstairs. "Does she know...?" Gerard asked. "No. When are we going to tell her?" Lyn-Z looked into Gerard's small hazel eyes. "Later." Gerard patted Lyn-Z on the back. Up in my room, I was playing in my hair. I was real bored. I heard the doorbell ring. I ran downstairs. It was Rachel. "Finally!" I laughed. "Yeah, So what do we do now?"
"Gerard, Rachel and I are going shopping!" I grabbed some money and we ran out the door. Gerard was about to tell me who Lyn-Z was.







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