She was sitting on her bed, sighing. “Why did we have to move to this place?” she asked herself. Then she heard slight tapping on her window. Curious, she went to the window, opened it, and looked down. There, on the back lawn, was Patrick. She came out onto the small balcony off of her room.
Clearing his throat, he called up, “Um, hey.”
Sarah shrugged. “What do you want?”
Tugging at his collar, he answered, “I, uh, wanted to appologize for earlier.”
Sarah couldn’t believe her ears. Was this for real? A small smirk curled at the corner of her mouth. “Well?”
“Well, what?”
“What do you have to say?”
“Uh… I’m sorry for… um…”
“For what?”
“For… er, being a smart aleck, and being rude…uh…”
“Is that all?”
“And, I’ll maybe try to change the way I act.” Sarah couldn’t help feeling sorry for him.
“You’ve never done this before, have you?”
He smiled sheepishly. “Do you really want to know?” She shook her head with a smile.
“Appology accepted, for now.”