My Cousin, Frankenstein
By: Kari Marie Trujillo
Chapter 8
"Wow? Wow as in wow, that was weird? Or wow as in wow, that was great?" my cousin asked me.
I shrugged, "That's what he said, and I don't know what kind of 'wow' it was." My cousin pleaded to know more, but I knew nothing... "You really like him don't you?" She blushed and I shook my head, "You are even more insane then I thought."
"You're just jealous!"
"Jealous? Jealous of what?!" Victoria said nothing, and began walking upstairs to her room. I sighed and followed her, "So are you still going to do this experiment?" I asked.
"Of course! I might have to pause for a while though, I still need to--"
"Victoria," I said interrupting her, "I am this close to telling your dad, what you've been doing!"
"You wouldn't dare!" My cousin looked me in the eyes, "Dib, even if you do tell, no matter what, I will complete my experiment."
Later that day, I sat at the kitchen table enjoying a glass of milk and cookies. My cousin Victoria walked in. She took a seat next to me, "I'm goin' to the tower, wanna come?" she asked stealing one of my cookies.
"Nah, I think I'll pass," I said snatching the cookie back.
She grabbed it out of my hand, and licked it, I didn't want it anymore, "No, you got it all wrong Dib! No experiments, just quality time with my cousin, I swear on my mother's grave."
So I agreed to go with her. We sat under a tree which was below the tower. There, Victoria talked about everything... EVERYTHING.
"I remember the first day of kindergarden... I had no idea what recess was, so when the teacher said it was recess, I thought she meant skool was over... so I went home," she said.
"You went home during recess!?" I exclaimed. She nodded, and I broke out laughing.
She continued, "Then when I found out what recess was, I didn't like it. Not having any friends, how could I like it?
I nodded, agreeing with her. She continued, "Oh, and I remember when I was seven... A boy pushed me, so I pushed him back... he goes crying to the teacher and I get in trouble," she frowned, "Peers are the worst." She looked down at the green grass, "At my old skool, I really hated this one girl, Jackie. She was popular, but why don't know... I remember we watched a movie in class, in fifth grade... It was about the civil war. She cried and screamed, thinking that this was all real, that they weren't just acting on TV... That the people who "died" actually died. Then we told her it was just acting, and special effects, and she wouldn't believe us until she heard it from her best friend."
I laughed, "That's pretty pathetic."
"Duh," she paused, "Oh, and one time in--"
"Ahem," interrupted a voice from behind, we turned around.
"Zim!?" exclaimed Victoria, "What are you doing here?"
"Dib," he began, "Can I speak to Victoria alone?"
I hesitated, "Sure." I walked away, to where I wouldn't be able to hear what they said, I watched them talk, Victoria didn't look too happy... they spoke for about five minutes, then Zim left, and Victoria approached me; she had a forced smile on her face.
"Well, what happened?" I asked.
"I'm sorry Dib."
"What?"
"I have to do this, if I want Zim to like me."
"Do what?"
"He said he would only love me if I did this... I'm sorry."
"What? Do WHAT?"
She pointed a gun at my head, "I'm so sorry."
THE END
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Author's Note: Yes, he's dead, boo. I know you all are probably gonna whine and cry and yell at me... but yeah, that's just the kinda endings I have, most of you know that. Maybe I'll write a happy ending some day... So review, good or bad, just review.
By: Kari Marie Trujillo
Chapter 8
"Wow? Wow as in wow, that was weird? Or wow as in wow, that was great?" my cousin asked me.
I shrugged, "That's what he said, and I don't know what kind of 'wow' it was." My cousin pleaded to know more, but I knew nothing... "You really like him don't you?" She blushed and I shook my head, "You are even more insane then I thought."
"You're just jealous!"
"Jealous? Jealous of what?!" Victoria said nothing, and began walking upstairs to her room. I sighed and followed her, "So are you still going to do this experiment?" I asked.
"Of course! I might have to pause for a while though, I still need to--"
"Victoria," I said interrupting her, "I am this close to telling your dad, what you've been doing!"
"You wouldn't dare!" My cousin looked me in the eyes, "Dib, even if you do tell, no matter what, I will complete my experiment."
Later that day, I sat at the kitchen table enjoying a glass of milk and cookies. My cousin Victoria walked in. She took a seat next to me, "I'm goin' to the tower, wanna come?" she asked stealing one of my cookies.
"Nah, I think I'll pass," I said snatching the cookie back.
She grabbed it out of my hand, and licked it, I didn't want it anymore, "No, you got it all wrong Dib! No experiments, just quality time with my cousin, I swear on my mother's grave."
So I agreed to go with her. We sat under a tree which was below the tower. There, Victoria talked about everything... EVERYTHING.
"I remember the first day of kindergarden... I had no idea what recess was, so when the teacher said it was recess, I thought she meant skool was over... so I went home," she said.
"You went home during recess!?" I exclaimed. She nodded, and I broke out laughing.
She continued, "Then when I found out what recess was, I didn't like it. Not having any friends, how could I like it?
I nodded, agreeing with her. She continued, "Oh, and I remember when I was seven... A boy pushed me, so I pushed him back... he goes crying to the teacher and I get in trouble," she frowned, "Peers are the worst." She looked down at the green grass, "At my old skool, I really hated this one girl, Jackie. She was popular, but why don't know... I remember we watched a movie in class, in fifth grade... It was about the civil war. She cried and screamed, thinking that this was all real, that they weren't just acting on TV... That the people who "died" actually died. Then we told her it was just acting, and special effects, and she wouldn't believe us until she heard it from her best friend."
I laughed, "That's pretty pathetic."
"Duh," she paused, "Oh, and one time in--"
"Ahem," interrupted a voice from behind, we turned around.
"Zim!?" exclaimed Victoria, "What are you doing here?"
"Dib," he began, "Can I speak to Victoria alone?"
I hesitated, "Sure." I walked away, to where I wouldn't be able to hear what they said, I watched them talk, Victoria didn't look too happy... they spoke for about five minutes, then Zim left, and Victoria approached me; she had a forced smile on her face.
"Well, what happened?" I asked.
"I'm sorry Dib."
"What?"
"I have to do this, if I want Zim to like me."
"Do what?"
"He said he would only love me if I did this... I'm sorry."
"What? Do WHAT?"
She pointed a gun at my head, "I'm so sorry."
THE END
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Author's Note: Yes, he's dead, boo. I know you all are probably gonna whine and cry and yell at me... but yeah, that's just the kinda endings I have, most of you know that. Maybe I'll write a happy ending some day... So review, good or bad, just review.