Filling the Void Ch 3
By SoreWaHimitsuDesu
All day I couldn't stop thinking about it. Could it really be him? No way, it couldn't be Calvin. He was gone. He hadn't existed in the first place. But what if it was him? What would I say? What if he said something to me? Did he recognize me? I didn't really look the same. My hair was longer, and that day was up in a ponytail. In the fifth grade I started getting horrible headaches in school and found it very difficult to see things from far away, so I had to get glasses. They weren't very stylish at all. Most people would say they were very ugly, really. Dark brown ovals, that really brought out the green in my eyes but made me look like a total dork. In the fifth grade I didn't care so much. I think I was starting to care that day. Up until that point I had never really cared about my looks. I wore whatever (which, that day was a green t-shirt and my favorite baggy pants with the hundreds of pockets where I would stash all of my drawing supplies), did whatever, and didn't care what anyone thought. But that day I cared. Why?
By then, I was sure that it was Calvin, but at the same time I wasn't sure. It was like, I really wanted it to be him, so I was afraid that it wasn't him, that my mind was tricking me. To sum it all up, I was extremely confused. There had to be a way I could find out if it was really him. But how?
I sat with Jade and Milan at lunch, at a bench outside the school. We preferred to sit outside whenever it wasn't too wet, because it got awfully hot indoors. That day was rather nice, so we ran outside and claimed our usual bench. Sometimes, a random person would come along and say "That's my bench!" Of course, they would change their mind as soon as Jade licked the part where she was sitting. She didn't seem to care about the germs. But, that was Jade. She was insane.
Jade and Milan immediately began to talk about the new boy.
"Ooh, I wonder who he is! Where's he from? What's his name?" Milan began wondering aloud.
"I'll bet it's something really cool... like Bob!" Jade sighed absurdly and started laughing at her own stupidity.
"Eww, not Bob!" Milan giggled.
"It's Calvin." I found myself blurting out.
"You know his name??" They both looked at me incredulously.
I shrugged and took my sandwich out of my bag, "I think that's it."
"How do you know?"
"I dunno." I wasn't about to tell them that I had known him, especially if I wasn't sure. I took a huge bite of my sandwich to avoid further questioning.
"Calvin." Jade grinned, "I like that name. It's almost as good as Bob."
Milan giggled, "I prefer Phillip." she said, "Can we change his name to Phillip?"
"You can't just change people's names!" I told her.
"What're you talking about Alex, we do it all the time!" Jade exclaimed.
Oh yeah. Jade was right, we did do it all of the time. I mean, my name was Alex now, wasn't it? Jade always had had the amazing tendency towards being right most of the time, "Well, we're not calling him Phillip." I said stubbornly.
"Why? Ohhh, I get it! Alex has got a crushy wushy on a boooooy!" Jade teased as Milan giggled madly. I kicked Jade.
"I don't not!" I whined. Yeah, they're sure to believe me now.
"Oooh, I was right! You liiike him don't you?" Jade continued to tease as she escaped my feet by sitting on her knees to protect her shins.
"I do not!" I screamed in a voice so high pitched I annoyed myself. Milan was turning pink from all her giggling. Jade fell of the bench.
"Oww, fine. Deny it." Jade said grinning evilly, "Ooh, is that him over there?" she pointed behind me.
I spun around so fast I fell out of my seat, "Where?"
Jade and Milan laughed histerically, "There's nothing there! You DO like him!"
Urg. Evil best friends. I sat on the ground, pouting.
In the corner of my eye, I saw someone. I looked over to my left and there the new boy was, taking a seat at the bench beside ours, looking sort of past us with a sort of bemused expression on his face.
I froze. Jade saw what I was looking at and grinned her evil grin and covered Milan's mouth to shut her up for a minute (she still hadn't stopped laughing and her face was now red).
"Ooh... there he is." Jade said quietly, "What's he staring at?"
"He's probably just spacing out..." I muttered as I got back onto the bench.
Milan pushed Jade back onto the ground, "Hey Alex, go talk to him!" she whispered enthusiastically.
"No way!" I hissed, "I don't want to!"
"I will! Jade announced. She hopped up from the ground, skipped over to the other bench and plopped down right beside him.
Milan and I watched with wide anxious eyes. What was she going to do? With Jade, it could be anything.
"Heya Phil!" Jade said, putting an arm around the boy's shoulder. He blinked and stared at her, very confused.
"Um... hello?" he said, giving her a very odd look.
"So, Phil." Jade said slowly, grinning like a Cheshire cat, "How's things?"
He blinked again, then slipped out of her grasp, "Um... Ok I guess. Who are you?"
"Oh, I'm just a beautiful stranger, totally in love with you!" she fluttered her eyelashes in a mocking flirtatious sort of way, "So, what do you say, Phil? Wanna go get hitched in Vegas?"
"Phil" only stared at her. After a moment, he said, "No thanks," and went back to staring in the direction of Milan and me.
"Shame." Jade muttered, still grinning. She waved to Milan and me, then gestured for one of us to come over.
I shook my head. No way.
Milan giggled and bounded over like an excited puppy, "Yes sir!" she saluted.
Jade tapped "Phil" on the shoulder, "Hey, Phil! Hey buddy," she waved a hand in front of his face until she got his attention again, "My friend. Milan."
Phil looked uninterested and Milan wildly shook the boy's hand.
"Hello!!!!" Milan said.
"So, Phil. I came over here to tell you, see my friend over there?" she pointed at me. Oh god no. No no no no NO.
"Yeah?" he looked over at me.
"Well, she's fallen madly in love with you as well," she said, "And she really wants to talk to you, but you know, she's shy."
"Uhuh." he said.
"So, could you talk to her or what?"
"I'd rather not." he said.
"Hmph. Fine then." Jade and Milan walked back to where I was, and grabbed me.
"Noooooo!!!" I cried out.
"Yeeeessss!" Jade laughed as she and Milan dragged me over to the other bench.
"Phil" stared at us like we were all escaped lunatics. Usually I didn't mind. Today I did.
They dumped me onto the bench, next to him, and went back to ours.
After a few moments of very awkward silence, he said something, "Your friends are weird."
I sat up, "Yeah."
He looked at me, and seemed to be deep in thought for a while. "Do I know you?" he asked.
"Um..."
"Cuz you remind me of someone I used to know." he continued, "What's your name?"
"Um..." I forgot my name for a moment there. Which one was I? Susie or Alex? Which should I say? "Alex." I said. "My friends call me Alex."
He sort of smiled, "Your friends also call me Phil, but that doesn't mean it's my name." Ah, he had a point. Wait, did he know? "What's your real name?"
"Well... it's actually Susan." I said.
"I knew it."
"How did you know?" I asked. I already knew the answer.
"Honestly Susie," his tone changed from serious to teasing, "Are you really so stuck up? You were always such a snob, I would think you would have changed by now!"
I knew he was kidding, but for some reason I still found myself getting very angry all of a sudden, "Oh, what would you know? You don't even know me!"
"Ha. I WISH I didn't know you, Susie Derkins!" he said, and stood up and walked away.
And I knew I was right. It had to be Calvin.
"Yeah well, Calvin! It's not like you're any better! When we were younger all I ever did was try to be your friend, but the only friend you ever had was that stupid tiger! You were a brat then, and you're a brat now! I was glad when you left!" No! I did NOT mean that, aaaaugh, you idiot, shut up! I wanted to kick myself.
"Yeah, well, I'm sorry I ever came back!" Calvin yelled and stomped off.
By SoreWaHimitsuDesu
All day I couldn't stop thinking about it. Could it really be him? No way, it couldn't be Calvin. He was gone. He hadn't existed in the first place. But what if it was him? What would I say? What if he said something to me? Did he recognize me? I didn't really look the same. My hair was longer, and that day was up in a ponytail. In the fifth grade I started getting horrible headaches in school and found it very difficult to see things from far away, so I had to get glasses. They weren't very stylish at all. Most people would say they were very ugly, really. Dark brown ovals, that really brought out the green in my eyes but made me look like a total dork. In the fifth grade I didn't care so much. I think I was starting to care that day. Up until that point I had never really cared about my looks. I wore whatever (which, that day was a green t-shirt and my favorite baggy pants with the hundreds of pockets where I would stash all of my drawing supplies), did whatever, and didn't care what anyone thought. But that day I cared. Why?
By then, I was sure that it was Calvin, but at the same time I wasn't sure. It was like, I really wanted it to be him, so I was afraid that it wasn't him, that my mind was tricking me. To sum it all up, I was extremely confused. There had to be a way I could find out if it was really him. But how?
I sat with Jade and Milan at lunch, at a bench outside the school. We preferred to sit outside whenever it wasn't too wet, because it got awfully hot indoors. That day was rather nice, so we ran outside and claimed our usual bench. Sometimes, a random person would come along and say "That's my bench!" Of course, they would change their mind as soon as Jade licked the part where she was sitting. She didn't seem to care about the germs. But, that was Jade. She was insane.
Jade and Milan immediately began to talk about the new boy.
"Ooh, I wonder who he is! Where's he from? What's his name?" Milan began wondering aloud.
"I'll bet it's something really cool... like Bob!" Jade sighed absurdly and started laughing at her own stupidity.
"Eww, not Bob!" Milan giggled.
"It's Calvin." I found myself blurting out.
"You know his name??" They both looked at me incredulously.
I shrugged and took my sandwich out of my bag, "I think that's it."
"How do you know?"
"I dunno." I wasn't about to tell them that I had known him, especially if I wasn't sure. I took a huge bite of my sandwich to avoid further questioning.
"Calvin." Jade grinned, "I like that name. It's almost as good as Bob."
Milan giggled, "I prefer Phillip." she said, "Can we change his name to Phillip?"
"You can't just change people's names!" I told her.
"What're you talking about Alex, we do it all the time!" Jade exclaimed.
Oh yeah. Jade was right, we did do it all of the time. I mean, my name was Alex now, wasn't it? Jade always had had the amazing tendency towards being right most of the time, "Well, we're not calling him Phillip." I said stubbornly.
"Why? Ohhh, I get it! Alex has got a crushy wushy on a boooooy!" Jade teased as Milan giggled madly. I kicked Jade.
"I don't not!" I whined. Yeah, they're sure to believe me now.
"Oooh, I was right! You liiike him don't you?" Jade continued to tease as she escaped my feet by sitting on her knees to protect her shins.
"I do not!" I screamed in a voice so high pitched I annoyed myself. Milan was turning pink from all her giggling. Jade fell of the bench.
"Oww, fine. Deny it." Jade said grinning evilly, "Ooh, is that him over there?" she pointed behind me.
I spun around so fast I fell out of my seat, "Where?"
Jade and Milan laughed histerically, "There's nothing there! You DO like him!"
Urg. Evil best friends. I sat on the ground, pouting.
In the corner of my eye, I saw someone. I looked over to my left and there the new boy was, taking a seat at the bench beside ours, looking sort of past us with a sort of bemused expression on his face.
I froze. Jade saw what I was looking at and grinned her evil grin and covered Milan's mouth to shut her up for a minute (she still hadn't stopped laughing and her face was now red).
"Ooh... there he is." Jade said quietly, "What's he staring at?"
"He's probably just spacing out..." I muttered as I got back onto the bench.
Milan pushed Jade back onto the ground, "Hey Alex, go talk to him!" she whispered enthusiastically.
"No way!" I hissed, "I don't want to!"
"I will! Jade announced. She hopped up from the ground, skipped over to the other bench and plopped down right beside him.
Milan and I watched with wide anxious eyes. What was she going to do? With Jade, it could be anything.
"Heya Phil!" Jade said, putting an arm around the boy's shoulder. He blinked and stared at her, very confused.
"Um... hello?" he said, giving her a very odd look.
"So, Phil." Jade said slowly, grinning like a Cheshire cat, "How's things?"
He blinked again, then slipped out of her grasp, "Um... Ok I guess. Who are you?"
"Oh, I'm just a beautiful stranger, totally in love with you!" she fluttered her eyelashes in a mocking flirtatious sort of way, "So, what do you say, Phil? Wanna go get hitched in Vegas?"
"Phil" only stared at her. After a moment, he said, "No thanks," and went back to staring in the direction of Milan and me.
"Shame." Jade muttered, still grinning. She waved to Milan and me, then gestured for one of us to come over.
I shook my head. No way.
Milan giggled and bounded over like an excited puppy, "Yes sir!" she saluted.
Jade tapped "Phil" on the shoulder, "Hey, Phil! Hey buddy," she waved a hand in front of his face until she got his attention again, "My friend. Milan."
Phil looked uninterested and Milan wildly shook the boy's hand.
"Hello!!!!" Milan said.
"So, Phil. I came over here to tell you, see my friend over there?" she pointed at me. Oh god no. No no no no NO.
"Yeah?" he looked over at me.
"Well, she's fallen madly in love with you as well," she said, "And she really wants to talk to you, but you know, she's shy."
"Uhuh." he said.
"So, could you talk to her or what?"
"I'd rather not." he said.
"Hmph. Fine then." Jade and Milan walked back to where I was, and grabbed me.
"Noooooo!!!" I cried out.
"Yeeeessss!" Jade laughed as she and Milan dragged me over to the other bench.
"Phil" stared at us like we were all escaped lunatics. Usually I didn't mind. Today I did.
They dumped me onto the bench, next to him, and went back to ours.
After a few moments of very awkward silence, he said something, "Your friends are weird."
I sat up, "Yeah."
He looked at me, and seemed to be deep in thought for a while. "Do I know you?" he asked.
"Um..."
"Cuz you remind me of someone I used to know." he continued, "What's your name?"
"Um..." I forgot my name for a moment there. Which one was I? Susie or Alex? Which should I say? "Alex." I said. "My friends call me Alex."
He sort of smiled, "Your friends also call me Phil, but that doesn't mean it's my name." Ah, he had a point. Wait, did he know? "What's your real name?"
"Well... it's actually Susan." I said.
"I knew it."
"How did you know?" I asked. I already knew the answer.
"Honestly Susie," his tone changed from serious to teasing, "Are you really so stuck up? You were always such a snob, I would think you would have changed by now!"
I knew he was kidding, but for some reason I still found myself getting very angry all of a sudden, "Oh, what would you know? You don't even know me!"
"Ha. I WISH I didn't know you, Susie Derkins!" he said, and stood up and walked away.
And I knew I was right. It had to be Calvin.
"Yeah well, Calvin! It's not like you're any better! When we were younger all I ever did was try to be your friend, but the only friend you ever had was that stupid tiger! You were a brat then, and you're a brat now! I was glad when you left!" No! I did NOT mean that, aaaaugh, you idiot, shut up! I wanted to kick myself.
"Yeah, well, I'm sorry I ever came back!" Calvin yelled and stomped off.