1. After school on Friday, I waited at the school gate to walk home with Jemma, as usual. Then I saw(1) talking and laughing happily with some other girls. She glanced(瞥了一眼)at me and left me alone there. I knew right then that I had(2) my best friend.
At dinner, Mom asked, "Is Jemma coming by tomorrow?"I shrugged(耸肩)and said nothing.
The next morning, Mom asked, "Today is(3) . What are you and Jemma going to do?I shrugged again. "(4) is Jemma?"Mom took a look at me. Then she said, "Will you take these magazines to Grandma, please?"
(5) I walked down the street, a new girl in the neighborhood came towards me, smiling. But I just went(6) her.
Grandma welcomed me at the door with a warm hug. Sitting on the sofa, I noticed a(an)(7) of kids in old﹣fashioned clothes on the table. Grandma pointed at a girl with short fair hair.
"That's Beth Lambert, "she said. "My best friend. Until a week before we took this photo. "I was(8) at that.
"Beth and I were best friends in school. We did everything(9) . Then one day, she made new friends and said she didn't want to hang out with me anymore. Nothing hurt(10) that. "
I didn't say anything. I couldn't. I knew I'd start(11) if I opened my mouth.
Grandma hugged me again. "Simone, sometimes friends grow(12) . It might happen to anyone, "she continued. "Then, see him?"Grandma's finger(13) to a boy with glasses in the photo. "He lived near me. When I was walking home by myself(14) this boy was, too. I said 'hello'. And we became friends. "
"So, if we want to start a new friendship, "she smiled. "One(15) is all it took. "
As I was heading home, that new girl appeared again. I went towards her and spoke, "Hello. "