I awoke

to the sound of a door opening into my cluttered bedroom. I peered past my covered toes to see a blonde haired girl. I lost my breath. I had to suck in the air around me so that oxygen would pump to my brain and I could understand this situation. The girl looked back at me.
She was wearing an oversized maroon Calvin Klein sweatshirt with black saddle foot leggings. Her shoulder length hair had a gentle wave at the ends but was not well managed so it flew about her face with bangs that were similarly haphazard. Her teeth were big and her side fangs needed some heavy metal to bring them down to align with her other teeth. I knew exactly who this girl was.
Her big brown eyes widened and she tried to escape back out to the hallway.
“Wait, wait, wait!” I pleaded as I sat up and put one arm out to her. Her eyes stayed big and she paused and looked to me.
“Hi” I said, “I don’t know if you know who I am…”
As she shook her head ‘no’, her whole upper body moved.
“That’s alright, but I know a lot about you! And your family! How old are you?”
“10”
“What grade are you in?”
“Well, I was just in 4th grade, with Mrs. Johnson but after summer I will be in 5th grade with Mrs. Parker.”
“Oh of course! Mrs. Johnson who always paced with a pencil that she rolled up and down her hands causing a funny sound as the pencil hit her rings!” My dear little friend looked slightly alarmed at this invasion to her privacy so I tried to ease her mind so she would talk to me, “I just know that because I had her as a teacher, too. I also know your mom and dad really well”.
She didn’t seem alarmed any more, but she also didn’t look like she would be asking me any questions. I decided to ask her another one, “Didn’t you do a speech presentation in front of all the fourth and fifth graders about Amelia Bedilia?”
“Yeah. I dressed up like her and told some stories from her book. Mom and I planned it our so I would stand on a special rug so that I could throw flour everywhere like she did in one of her books”
“That must have been really fun! I bet it was scary speaking in front of the whole school. Were you scared?”
“Yeah. I was. I messed up some of the parts”
“I am sure no one remembers that but you.” She just nodded. I continued, “Well it’s the summer, what are you doing today?”
“My best friends Erin and Amanda are coming over and we are going to go swimming in the pool and maybe play office or something”.
“That’ll be fun!” I said.
I was gearing up my next round of questions when she said, “I got to go”. Before I could protest and ask her all the real questions that I wanted to ask, her maroon back was turned to me and my door was closing. I went to hop out of my bed, but my legs would not move. Before the door closed I just had to at least yell out a goodbye.
“It was so nice to see you! Take care of yourself! Goodbye little Melanee!”