Why Do We Think About Age?
A Kit Story
(Written by Esme123, Revised by Captain Jag CT-55/11 9009)
CHAPTER 5
KIT, RUTHIE, and WILL
KIT:
My head was swirling as I opened my very eyes. Will was casting down an affectionate at me. What happened? I thought.
I looked down at my hand. It hurt. It was in a cast.
I looked back up at will. "Will?" I asked.
"Huh?" Will asked questioningly. "What are you talking about?"
My head started to hurt. I blinked. Will was gone. Stirling was in his place.
"Oh, I thought I saw Will," I said.
"Oh,…yeah. The doctors said you might hallucinate." Stirling didn't look at me. "What happened?" He asked suddenly.
"I tripped," I said almost weakly. My hand really hurt, and the pain of it forced me to keep my town down for a while like a sick child's. "I should be asking you."
"Well your hand was cut and you lost assloads of blood, so you fainted," Stirling said almost finally. "Now, how did you trip?"
"Um…I was walking to the side walk and tripped on the edge," I said. But I didn't care one bit for that. "Did my parents come?"
"Yeah. They came a while ago. They are talking to a doctor now; you've been sleeping for a while," Stirling explained. "But why were you in the road?"
I didn't feel like answering questions, as I wanted mine answered. "Ruthie pushed me, I think," I said. "Did you see her today?"
Stirling nodded. Then my mother came into the room, accompanied by one of the doctors. She ran up to me. "Oh Kit! You're awake!" she cried in relief. I smiled as she cried into my shoulder. Stirling looked at me and smiled slightly. His look almost said, "We'll talk about Ruthie later." And I thought that was good. My mother and father asked me some questions. I answered them minutes before I was discharged from the local hospital.
RUTHIE:
I sat my bed crying uncontrollably. I wanted Kit to leave Stirling alone! He was mine! I didn't really hope that she was run over by a car, but I did hope that something bad would happen to her.
I heard my father come up the stairs. I wiped my eyes and went over to my makeup stand. I hurried and put back on my lip stick. Through the reflection I saw my dad pass by my room.
I looked at the clock. Three o' clock! Oh no! I was supposed to be getting home from school! I grabbed my bag and tip toed down the stairs. And I was almost caught as I crept out the door. Then I turned around and walked back in. My dad came down the stairs. "So, honey, how was half of school?" He asked. I felt literally busted.
WILL:
I sat in Kit's tree house as I looked over at her best friend's house. I decided to go pay Ruthie a visit and ask about Kit. What if something had happened to her? Perhaps that could have been why she never came!
I ran over to Ruthie's house, whereupon I started rapping on the door. Ruthie opened it.
"Will?" She asked.
"The one and only," I said in reply. "Um…would you perhaps know how Kit is doing?" I asked simply.
It seemed that I got way more then I asked for. "Oh you mean that boyfriend-stealing bitch?" Ruthie said crossly. Anger showed in her.
"What?" I asked.
"She's dating Stirling, while I am!" she complained. "Well…was, I won't take this two timing!"
My heart fell. How could this be? I loved Kit. And she was off with Stirling?
Ruthie looked at me with a glimmer in her eye. I knew what she was thinking. And I was worried.
RUTHIE:
I looked into Will's eyes. Then all of a sudden I knew just how I would get back at Kit! She told me once that she kind of liked Will, though that was years ago she might still. I would steal him.
"Would you care for tea?" I asked. Will looked at me, but he smiled and nodded. Who cared about age?
WILL:
"With payback…" I began.
RUTHIE:
"…The rules don't apply," I finished simply but determinedly.