Chapter 5: Drat

Coraline quickly lead Wybie down the stairs to the kitchen where her mother was unpacking groceries.

"Oh, hello you two. What are we up to this evening?" chimed Coraline's mother who was unusually chipper today. Coraline and Wybie glanced at each other from the corner of their eyes.

"Oooh, nothing really. Just planning.. Next Year Graden! Yeah! That's it!" Coraline smiled very unconvincing. Stammering Wybie smiled too.

"Well, it's getting kind of late. Wybie you better be getting home, your Grandmother will be getting worried." Mrs. Jones insisted.

"Yes maim." Wybie replied in a sullen tone. As Coraline walked Wybie to the door she whispered, "tomorrow.." then closed the door.

As Wybie walked home, everything felt very surreal and positively brighter than usual. The one thing he truly home was this too had NOT been a dream.

After shutting the door, Coraline leaned her back against it and sank to the floor, covering her face with her hands and letting out a large *sigh*.

Did that just really happen, Coraline thought to herself. Her mind was racing a mile a minute and she couldn't keep up. The butterflies in her stomach seem to be gnawing at her abdomen causing her to seek bed without dinner.

While up in her room, Coraline proceeded to lye on her bed and stare at her same old cracked ceiling and think. Will everything be different now? Can we still be friends? Am I dreaming? Is this a nightmare? Her thoughts became so overwhelming she decided to go sit at her window seat and clear her mind.

Just then she saw Wybie sitting at his window and staring off. What could he be thinking, she thought. All she knew was when she saw him her hear pounded and longed to be back in his arms. Could it be true? Could I be in… love with Wybie?