Please
r/r..
"What?
You can't be serious. Please tell me you're joking." But the
look on their faces told Aldys that they were not joking. "The theme is
"Meant for each other, famous couples throughout history." I
don't think DNA double helix qualifies." She had tried to turn it
into a joke, but they weren't laughing.
"We're
serious Aldys. This is the only reason we're going to the prom. To thrash
it and to prove our point about proms being a silly and superficial thing that
shouldn't occur in the modern society that we call ourselves."
Aldys sighed. Both the sides at this school were stubborn and pigheaded and
couldn't see the other side's reason for doing anything.
"I'll go as a part of the double helix."
"You
can't not sell me a ticket to the prom." Aldys was enraged. Kirsten
and her fellow jock friend were clearly not happy with the prospect of having
"geeks" at "their" prom. Aldys decided to take the
ironical approach. "Oh, I get it. You can't give me the correct
change back, that's why you won't sell me tickets to the
prom." They were both standing with their mouths open. "I am going
to make it easy for you. I'll leave the correct amount of money, and take
my ticket. That way I won't have to bother your little heads with
it."
As she stood
there Josie walked past with Sam; an adoring look was upon both of their faces.
Aldys hoped Josie wouldn't get hurt, or that Sam would do anything
foolish and get suspended from his job, because he was the best teacher
she'd ever had. But that was really not any of her business. So she just
walked away. And as she went around the corner she bumped into the chest of
someone.
She looked
up. Guy Perkins looked down on her with a grin on his face. "Maybe an idea to look up when
you walk around corners, hmm?" She began to stutter. Aldys hoped that Guy
hadn't stood there watching the whole interlude between her and the
ticket salesmen. Especially since she had told him that she wasn't going
to the prom with him. "I'll do it next time. Promise." They
both smiled; knowing she never looked where she was going and it would probably
never change.
"Tyke,
isn't it about time for your music lesson?" Aldys was babysitting
Tyke after school again. She was tired and not really up for the nagging of
Tyke when it came to homework and extra lessons and such. Tyke seemed to sense
it and quickly took her violin case and got into the car, clearly expecting
Aldys to drive her to her lesson, five blocks away. So she normally did it, but
what was wrong with walking for once?
As they
both were sitting in the beat-up old Volvo, the only car her father wanted her
to drive. He was SO protective… And usually nothing was good enough for
his two daughters, but he had read somewhere that a Volvo was the image of
safety. They didn't own a Volvo at that point, but her father soon had
bought one at a used car salesman. Apparently Volvo meant I roll in Latin.
Well, Aldys thought, it couldn't mean I cruise around town. A Volvo
wasn't quite the thing she had imagined when she had taken her driver's
licence. When Aldys had dropped Tyke off, she was a bit unsure about what she
was going to do. She didn't really want to head home to the silence, but
Nana's was off-limits for her for a while. Having spent too many days
there, using nearly all her money on cups of mocha and bowls of vegetable soup,
she had to cut back.
She ended
up driving through town. Stopping only slightly in front of Josie's house
and looking at it. There was only one light on inside. She wondered if she should go ring the
bell and what would happen if she did. She decided to do it. Aldys went up the
door and pressed her finger against the bell button. It lasted a few seconds
and she could hear the shrill note going through the house. Reluctant steps
were heard walking, and then they stopped out side the door. Josie opened the
door and Aldys was shocked to see tears on her friend's face.