Standard:Chapter 6: Can We Be Friends?

Marco brought along our old yearbooks to read on the train to New York. We were taking the train to our hotel because our plane landed 30 minutes ago. I fell asleep at around 12:00 PM then at 1:30 Marco woke me up. I looked at him and he looked pretty guilty. "Sorry, Anne. But look!" He showed my old 4th grade picture.


"So? I`ve seen that picture 1,ooo times! My mom put it on the fridge in 4th grade!" I remarked rudely. He looked hurt. I hugged him. "Sorry," I replied to his sorrow face. "Guess I`m just a little cranky since you woke me up." "Its OK," he sighed. "Just look at this!" He showed me the page titled 'Best Friend Moments'. I saw what Marco ment.




It was Joan and I! Best friends in 4th grade! "And look at these!" Exclaimed Marco, throwing me my 5th,6th,7th, and 8th grade yearbooks. Joan Dorlin and Anne Vocoshitz. Those words kept echoing in my head. "That was the lady from the lounge! Wonder if we can still be friends?" I wondered out loud. "Doubt it." replied Marco. I frowned. "Why do you say that? Not like so-called-Tommy and you are still such close friends? Look, we can be friends. She looked nice when she gave me pizza." I said sarcastically. "Anne, she may look 'nice' but she`s not. You told me you don`t remember your childhood so well so you may not remember this. I found this in your 9th grade yearbook." Said Marco handing me a piece of paper with 'FARM GOSSIP' written on it. That was my school newspaper in 9th grade. I had my own page. Page 5, because 5 is my lucky number. This article on this particular copy was called 'Joan Dorlin Is A 9th Grade Phony!'. I read the article, and it certainly was something!