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Chapter 8: Read My Mind
It was Friday morning. The last few days I had gone over to Reggie's house to practice lines. It was the weirdest thing, but I started to enjoy her company. She was very smart, and fun to be with. But I didn't understand why I thought this. But one thing that I did understand was that I couldn't tell anybody. Not even Pi. Speaking of my friends, I walked over to them before class started.
"Hey, guys!" I said to them as Sputz did an ollie on the pavement and beefed.
"Hey, Lars! Where have you been?' Pi asked me as we did our secret handshake.
"Uh, practicing for the play. Very hectic." I knew I couldn't tell him WHERE or WITH WHOM I practiced for the play. It would not be acceptable.
That night I was driving out to the skate park as I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I saw Reggie Rocket walking into the graveyard. She was carrying a huge bag of some sort. What was she doing there? Maybe she was blessing the graves or something. I decided that skating could wait. I was very curious to see what a girl like her was doing in a graveyard at nine o'clock at night. So I parked my car under the tree and followed her.
"What are you doing here?" I asked her as she kind of jumped and turned around. She then grinned, as if she were relieved that it was me.
"I might ask you the same," she smirked at me with that grin that she had. She always grinned like she knew something that you didn't; that was another one of those mysteries of my life. She then turned away and continued to walk.
"Where are you going?" I asked as I followed her. She shined her flashlight at me.
"Come and see." She then smiled that same grin. What was up with that? Anyways, I followed her until we got to a clearing where she set the bag down. She opened it and took out this tube-shaped thing. I had no idea whatsoever what it was.
"What is that?" I asked her. She grinned at me.
"It's a telescope. I made it when I was twelve. I plan on making a bigger one so that I can see the Comet Hykutoki. It comes every spring, and is very hard to see. But take a look." I bent over and peeped into her telescope. I saw a sky full of stars and a bright circle with rings around it. It was Saturn. I had to admit it, it was pretty cool.
"Saturn. Very cool," I said, standing back up. She smiled at me. "Well, I didn't know you were all into this stuff," I told her.
"Stuff?" She looked confused. "I have my beliefs. I have faith, but don't you?"
"No, there's too much shit going on in this world." I looked up at the sky. I didn't know why, but talking to her was comforting. It was like we were becoming friends. It was very weird. But as I said before, others must not find out about this.
"Yes," she agreed, "but without suffering, wouldn't there be no compassion?" she asked me. I smiled at her. She had a point.
"You have a point," I told her. She smiled at me as I smiled back. This was a lot more fun than hanging out a the skate park with Pi and Sputz. But what would I tell them? I guess I would tell them that I forgot and worked on learning my lines.
On Monday morning, I was hanging with them. They totally bought my excuse. But then we saw Reggie walking towards me.
"Hey, Lars. I'll see you after school?" she asked me. I had to think fast. I didn't want to be rude to her, but I would be laughed off the face of the earth if people knew that I hung out with her. I saw Pi and Sputz grinning at me, waiting for me to blow her off. Wait a minute, she had done this on purpose. She was testing me. So I said the best thing that I could.
"In your dreams," I said as I busted out laughing along with Pi and Sputz.
"Well, OK," she said as she walked off. The bell rang, so Pi and Sputz headed to class, laughing their guts out. Meanwhile, I felt low. I felt terrible. I felt like I was on an elevator, and I pushed the button for "lower than low." I had to apologize to her. I had to make her understand.
That afternoon, I drove up to her house. I rang the doorbell, and a moment later, she answered it. She frowned at me and shut the door in my face.
"Wait, Reggie! Open the door, please!" I called after her. She then opened the door.
"What do you want?" She asked, stepping out on the front porch. I looked her in her eyes.
"Look, I'm sorry for what happened to day. Ya' see, I was thinking......."
"We could be secret friends?" she cut me off, smiling as if she was excited. I smiled at her. "Exactly. You totally read my mind," I told her, still smiling.
"Great!" She smiled back at me. "Now read my mind." Just then, her smiled turned into a frown. She walked back into the house and shut the door in my face once again.
"Wait, Reggie! Please!" I called after her. She then slightly opened the door.
"I'm sorry Lars. I thought I saw something in you," she looked at me. "But I was very wrong." She closed the door for the third time. I turned around and walked down the steps.
"DAMMIT!" I yelled, and then heard footsteps behind me. I turned around. Sure enough, Ray was standing there, looking like he wanted to throw me out of a third-story window. 'Sorry, Sir," I said, and then continued to head back to my car. I couldn't keep doing this. I had to do something. But what? I didn't know, and it was one of the most difficult things I would have to think about in my life.
Chapter 8: Read My Mind
It was Friday morning. The last few days I had gone over to Reggie's house to practice lines. It was the weirdest thing, but I started to enjoy her company. She was very smart, and fun to be with. But I didn't understand why I thought this. But one thing that I did understand was that I couldn't tell anybody. Not even Pi. Speaking of my friends, I walked over to them before class started.
"Hey, guys!" I said to them as Sputz did an ollie on the pavement and beefed.
"Hey, Lars! Where have you been?' Pi asked me as we did our secret handshake.
"Uh, practicing for the play. Very hectic." I knew I couldn't tell him WHERE or WITH WHOM I practiced for the play. It would not be acceptable.
That night I was driving out to the skate park as I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I saw Reggie Rocket walking into the graveyard. She was carrying a huge bag of some sort. What was she doing there? Maybe she was blessing the graves or something. I decided that skating could wait. I was very curious to see what a girl like her was doing in a graveyard at nine o'clock at night. So I parked my car under the tree and followed her.
"What are you doing here?" I asked her as she kind of jumped and turned around. She then grinned, as if she were relieved that it was me.
"I might ask you the same," she smirked at me with that grin that she had. She always grinned like she knew something that you didn't; that was another one of those mysteries of my life. She then turned away and continued to walk.
"Where are you going?" I asked as I followed her. She shined her flashlight at me.
"Come and see." She then smiled that same grin. What was up with that? Anyways, I followed her until we got to a clearing where she set the bag down. She opened it and took out this tube-shaped thing. I had no idea whatsoever what it was.
"What is that?" I asked her. She grinned at me.
"It's a telescope. I made it when I was twelve. I plan on making a bigger one so that I can see the Comet Hykutoki. It comes every spring, and is very hard to see. But take a look." I bent over and peeped into her telescope. I saw a sky full of stars and a bright circle with rings around it. It was Saturn. I had to admit it, it was pretty cool.
"Saturn. Very cool," I said, standing back up. She smiled at me. "Well, I didn't know you were all into this stuff," I told her.
"Stuff?" She looked confused. "I have my beliefs. I have faith, but don't you?"
"No, there's too much shit going on in this world." I looked up at the sky. I didn't know why, but talking to her was comforting. It was like we were becoming friends. It was very weird. But as I said before, others must not find out about this.
"Yes," she agreed, "but without suffering, wouldn't there be no compassion?" she asked me. I smiled at her. She had a point.
"You have a point," I told her. She smiled at me as I smiled back. This was a lot more fun than hanging out a the skate park with Pi and Sputz. But what would I tell them? I guess I would tell them that I forgot and worked on learning my lines.
On Monday morning, I was hanging with them. They totally bought my excuse. But then we saw Reggie walking towards me.
"Hey, Lars. I'll see you after school?" she asked me. I had to think fast. I didn't want to be rude to her, but I would be laughed off the face of the earth if people knew that I hung out with her. I saw Pi and Sputz grinning at me, waiting for me to blow her off. Wait a minute, she had done this on purpose. She was testing me. So I said the best thing that I could.
"In your dreams," I said as I busted out laughing along with Pi and Sputz.
"Well, OK," she said as she walked off. The bell rang, so Pi and Sputz headed to class, laughing their guts out. Meanwhile, I felt low. I felt terrible. I felt like I was on an elevator, and I pushed the button for "lower than low." I had to apologize to her. I had to make her understand.
That afternoon, I drove up to her house. I rang the doorbell, and a moment later, she answered it. She frowned at me and shut the door in my face.
"Wait, Reggie! Open the door, please!" I called after her. She then opened the door.
"What do you want?" She asked, stepping out on the front porch. I looked her in her eyes.
"Look, I'm sorry for what happened to day. Ya' see, I was thinking......."
"We could be secret friends?" she cut me off, smiling as if she was excited. I smiled at her. "Exactly. You totally read my mind," I told her, still smiling.
"Great!" She smiled back at me. "Now read my mind." Just then, her smiled turned into a frown. She walked back into the house and shut the door in my face once again.
"Wait, Reggie! Please!" I called after her. She then slightly opened the door.
"I'm sorry Lars. I thought I saw something in you," she looked at me. "But I was very wrong." She closed the door for the third time. I turned around and walked down the steps.
"DAMMIT!" I yelled, and then heard footsteps behind me. I turned around. Sure enough, Ray was standing there, looking like he wanted to throw me out of a third-story window. 'Sorry, Sir," I said, and then continued to head back to my car. I couldn't keep doing this. I had to do something. But what? I didn't know, and it was one of the most difficult things I would have to think about in my life.