Hey everybody. Sorry I didn't update. I forgot yesterday, I had a massive headache the day before, and I didn't have the laptop the day before that. All that matters is that I'm updating now.
"Ally, open up the store please. My head hurts a little; I'll be there later, though," Lester said. "Sure, Dad. I'll open up the store. I haven't even been there in a while so it'd be great to be in there alone for a while," she said. She went to get the keys and I was left alone with Lester. "Austin, come here for a minute," he said to me. "*Squeak* okay." I walked over and sat next to him on the couch. "I want to tell you something. You're the best boy my daughter's ever dated. And I want to give you something. A token of my appreciation for your appreciation for my daughter," he said.
"Ah, you don't *squeak* have to do that," I told him. "Yes, I do. Now I asked Ally what you liked and I got you the thing you like most," he said. "Mr. Dawson-" "Lester," he cut in. "Sorry," I started again. "Lester, you don't have to do that, really. I don't need *squeak* anything," I said. "No, I insist," he said. "No, I won't *squeak* accept it." "Alright, fine. I'll keep the twenty pounds of pancake mix for myself," he said. I thought my jaw would drop off. "Tw-tw-tw-*squeak*-twenty pounds of p-p-p-*squeak*-pancake mix?" I asked. "Mhm," he said.
I wrapped my arms around him. "No, I'll take it! I'll *squeak* take it!" I yelled. "Too close, son," he said. I carefully untangled myself from him. "I'll give it to you later. For now, just go with Ally to work," he said turning on the tv. "Yes, sir," I said. Out of nowhere, Ally ran through the room. "Dad, I can't find Melody!" she yelled. "I put him out back," he told her. "Melody is a she," Ally said with force. "Okay, whatever," Lester said in a mock-voice. He's acting weird. Usually, he isn't this care-free about things... Oh, well.
"Alright, come on, Austin," Ally said with Melody in her arms. We walked to the store instead of taking the car. Mostly because we haven't walked Melody in a while. Ally unlocked the store and went up to the practice room. And I followed her. She put her songbook (which I didn't even notice she brought with her) on the piano and went to the fridge to get Melody a treat. My eyes were drawn to the book. I glanced at Ally and picked up her songbook. I thumbed through the song pages and found a diary entry.
Dear Diary/Songbook/Journal,
Austin is being stalked by someone apparently and he won't even tell me who it is. I mean, what is the sense in that? What should I do? Aw, he looks so adorable when he's sleeping. I still can't believe my dad did that to him. Then we wouldn't be in this hospital and we could go to the autograph-signing on Friday with no problem. I'm glad that his voice is getting better, though. When he couldn't talk, I missed his the sound of his voice in my ear, telling me that he loves me. Though, I still really wish he'd-
"Austin!" Ally yelled. I slammed her book closed and thrust it on the piano. "I wasn't *squeak* reading your book," I said unconvincingly. "I'm sorry," I told her. She sighed. "It's okay. It's just... the last week has been pretty hard. I just need to relax," she said. "Well..." I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her. "You haven't really *squeak* opened the store, yet," I told her. "True..." she said with a smile. "I could *squeak* relax you..." I said.
"How?" she asked. "How do you *squeak* want me to?" I asked her. "Um... you could read me a story!" she exclaimed. I sighed. "I can try," I replied. "What *squeak* story?" "I don't know..." She put her finger to her lips. "Well... I have *squeak* another idea," I told her. I leaned down and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me. I love this girl. For sure. We made our way to the couch and I sat down with her in my lap. I opened my eyes for a second and could have sworn I saw him outside the window.
But that's crazy... Or am I crazy? Or am I not crazy? Or are these words completely pointless in my own brain? Yeah, I'm going to go with that one.
Yep. Another short, pointless chapter with no point at all and a crappy ending. I'll write a better chapter later, I guess. So review or subscribe of do whatever the heck you wanna do. It's a free country, ain't it? Okay, Im going to attempt to go to sleep now which I doubt will happen since I'm an insomniac. Good morning to people near me. Good night to people who are in different states with a different time zone. I'm out. Peace.
-Kenzie (who I believe is going insane with loss of sleep)