The Three Witches of the Cul-de-Sac
PART 4
by sorrowXdarkness
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Despite the disappearance of the cigar, one more smoke cloud existed as it made its way through the cul-de-sac. The sun was in the midst of disappearing from the sky as most of the children were indoors or in the midst of entering in some edifice. The only exclusion was the son of a shepherd. He was still working in his family land as he continued to plow the earth for his crops.
Being a farmer in both mind and body, Rolf had no complaints for the hard labor he was performing. He was raised for such a life after all. The children that passed by would sometime wonder, how he managed to work so hard for so little.
What they had, was little. The poor city dwellers knew not what they were talking about. Rolf had an abundance. No one could match with what he had. That was something the son of a shepherd was proud of. Putting down his colonial instrument that made the earth plowed by his will, he let out a sigh of relief. The daily chores were completed, meaning the rest of the evening was left for his own personal device. He took out his shirt and allowed the cool breeze to remedied his sweaty back.
"Hey Rolf!" Shouted a voice from the side.
His head turned toward the source of the voice. There stood Nazz Van Bartonschmeer as she waved at him. Most people did not know her full name, which was something that surprised the shepherd boy since it was usually customary for friends to know such basic information of their friends.
Perhaps it was due to the length of her name that left people startled to remember. Perhaps it was something entirely off his mark. No matter. He waved back at the girl before slowly making his way to her. It would be rude not to perform the common chit-chat upon a given opportunity or so it was told by his One-eyed Great Nana. What a fine woman she was.
"Hello there Fuss Bucket Nazz Girl."
Nazz let out a chuckle as she looked to her hairy friend. "Um dude, you can just call me Nazz."
"That what I said...Fuss Bucket Nazz Girl"
There he goes again as Nazz simply shook her head. Rolf was Rolf. Despite their cultural difference, she still considered him a genuine friend. They usually talk together during lunch period with their other friend Kevin. Rolf also participated in any volunteer services she signed up for; something she liked about her foreign friend.
"Okay... so did you understand what Ms. Schummer wanted from us for Friday's volunteer?"
Rolf had to tilt his head. "Does the common rural life over complicate the mind of a city dweller?"
"Just a bit." Nazz spoke honestly.
Rolf then asked if Nazz have any free time right now. She nodded as he guided her to a small patch he've been working on. He tried to explain to her that their assignment was to simply relocate a couple of plants to a patch by the school. From there, they must maintain it by watering and removing anything within their soil that was detrimental to their growth.
"Oh, I think I'm getting it now."
"Of course you are. You are far superior in anything you put your mind to."
"Wow, Rolf. Thanks." That made her day as she cleaned her hands from the dirt on the ground with his water hose. Just as she was about to leave, she noticed a puff of smoke hovering close to Rolf. Despite her usual composure, Nazz was very frantic when it came to smoking. Her father was a heavy user when he was still alive. Then, after her fifth grade graduation, he passed away from cancer. It took quite a toll on her and her mother. Her mother was all she had left, and even then it wasn't complete. She established that smoking killed her father, and vowed to never smoke.
Seeing that weird cloud making its way toward her friend, it brought something within that she didn't know she had. It may have been illogical in her part, but she felt like the strange cloud was going to take a friend from her. NOT AGAIN.
Pushing Rolf clear of the track, she held her breath as she closed her eyes. The crisis was averted as the smoke dissipate into nothingness. Upon opening her eyes, she realized that she was all over Rolf and his body. As she pulled apart from his person, she inadvertently inhaled a very small puff that appeared by her nostril. She let out a blushed, apologizing to her friend for her sudden action.
"Sorry Rolf." She outstretched a hand for him.
"That is, how you say, quite alright?" He took her help as he lifted himself up. Upon contact of his hand, something strange happened. She felt extremely warm, but more than that, she felt anxious. The self-possessed girl was actually nervous. It wasn't a big anxiety, but something small. She could tell something changed within her.
Something intrinsic. She suddenly found Rolf...cute? Not overly handsome like the male models she had on her room in the form of posters, but cute. Everything about him that she once saw as just Rolf, transformed to Rolf. In other words, it was not just Rolf, but Rolf.
"Um...you may let go. Thank you." Rolf said when he noticed that she had yet to let go of his hand. It was then that the state of confusion overshadowed his conscious as he stared into his friend. Nazz simply flared up, resembling that of a radish as she apologized; letting go in the process.
"Are you alright there Fuzz Bucket Nazz?"
Then something inside her began to ponder. What if... " Say Rolf..."
"Yes?"
"Can you call me Nazz?"
"That's what I said, Fuzz Bucket Nazz."
"No... I mean...just Nazz."
"Why?" The colonial boy asked. His friend was acting unusual. Out of their whole group, she was the one that kept her composure as she followed through at her own pace. Seeing her like this, actually struck a chord. A sense of worrisome began to draw near at his core as he waited for her response.
She hid her eyes through her bangs as she pleaded once more. "I really want to hear you say my name and nothing else. Please. Rolf."
Sighing, he submitted to her will. As he inhaled the required breath of life, his brain began to make the alteration. As he spoke the word, it almost came out as a whisper. "NAZZ."
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-End of Part Four
Author's Notes:
Wow. I actually found time to finish editing this part. I'm glad I did as I found them surprisingly well-suited. Please let me know how I did. There is one more part left for I am done with this and hope you stay tuned to it. sorrowXdarkness
