Chapter 26: Bit's POV
"So you're saying she ran off?" I ask. Boidie doesn't seem too concerned. She has absolutely no idea what trouble she could be in. I do. A little, at least.
"Yeah, exactly," Baby said. She was worried. I could tell. She's her best friend, why wouldn't she be?
"Baby!" Ink's voice comes from the door of the dinner. We all turn to him.
"Didn't you just leave?" Baby questions as he continues quickly to where we're sitting.
"Yeah," he says, "But then I realized, I can't hop on my own. I need you or Tuck or somebody, just in case."
"We'll go," Baby says in a commanding voice, grabbing the unsuspecting Coffee and me, and I in turn grab Boidie. "We should go get Tuck first."
"I think she's still out selling," Coffee adds in. We don't know where she sells. "We'll have to go without her."
"Fine, but can we just go an' start the search?" Ink says irritably. Gawd, this is an odd thing unfolding here and now. Uh, and then, too. Not only is there this way complicated thing with Mandy/Ink/Coffee, but there's the whole time hop thing going on.
We leave and head for Queens, last place she was seen. I think. I hope. I don't like not being informed about all this. Oh well, I'm guessing right now wouldn't be the best time to ask.
"Hey guys, where're ya all goin'?" Tuck asks, coming around a corner just behind us.
"Oh, Mandy ran off and we gotta go find her, that's all," Baby answers. We go off walking again and she fills in the details of the latest tragedy to Tuck.
"You think she's just doing this for attention?" Boidie asks. We've fallen behind the main part of the group, their conversation isn't too interesting.
"I dunno. We don't know her well, remember that. And she's in this weird trouble that I don't think you could ever understand." Boidie just stairs at me with this blank look on her face.
"So you're taking her side?" she asks. "I should have known you to do this. Take the side of the little brood that shows up out of no where. What's her trouble, is she pregnant?"
"No, Boidie, it's nothing like that. You wouldn't understand. I don't think, at least. You only don't like her because your boyfriend does." I hope that made sense. This could be why people keep thinking I'm an idiot. I don't think what I'm saying through.
"You'd feel the same if she was actively after your little Blink," she says.
"I probably would, but she's not and I know more than you about the situation, which isn't much, and it's easier for me to understand."
"Stop sounding so smart about stuff. It doesn't seem you."
The scenery around me starts to shift and change a little bit. The change makes me nauseous. Just like it did the first time. The second time I hadn't noticed until I tripped over my heel and fell. Didn't have much of a chance to realize it. Nobody else seemed to have noticed yet.
"Guys," I say, feeling even more sick, "I think we're hopping." They all turn to look at me and then look around. As suddenly as it had blurred, the world pops back into total clarity, this time in the future.
"Aw, great!" Ink says, extremely ticked off about it. "What are the chances we're gonna find her in this time period?"
"I don't know, but this is definitely a more dangerous year than 1900," Tuck adds to the conversation.
"Wait, WHAT is going on here?!" Boidie screams. She's only this loud when she's ticked about one thing or another. "What are all of you talking about, more dangerouse this year than 1900? It is 1900!" She looks at the ground, obviously making a note that it's a different pavement, then shouts, "WHAT AM I WEARING!"
She was in one of those funny looking blouses without sleeves and trousers that were blue and flared out at the bottoms. Her shoes were dark blue lace up things.
"A tank top, blue jeans, and tennis shoes," Tuck answers easily. "They're common clothes at this point in time." She stops and looks at Boidie for a second, then realizes she that Boidie wants a better explanation. "It's the year 2004 and that's all I intend on saying at the moment."
"So you are saying that this is 104 years after what it was five minutes ago?" She stares at everybody. "Okay, which one of you hit me over the head? I know that this can't be real, and that or drugs is the only other possibility."
"Boidie, yes, it's confusing, but I thought that you may have taken this a bit better," Baby says. "I guess I was wrong."
"Boidie, I'm gonna be honest with you. You're dreaming right now, so the best thing to do would be to just go with it," I say in an attempt to calm the raging person down.
"Okay, see, I knew I was not awake," she sticks her tongue out at the rest of the 'dream people'. "So why are we standing around? Let's go find dream- girl, I wanna wake up as soon as possible."
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This chapter was almost normal length! YAY! This makes me very happy. I'm sorry for my terrible lack of chapter and all that junk. I'm thinking I might change the title or summary. Any suggestions? I'll do shout out now.
Imaginelet- I try with the fast updates, I really do. But sometimes I don't got time/inspiration and with the summer and lack of Ink and Coffee in my life, my mind is mush. I apologize.
As for others, I'm really missing getting reviews. Is my story going down- hill? I need a boost from people reviewing and inflating me ego, it makes me feel happy and wanted. Please, please, please review. I'm dieing here.
"So you're saying she ran off?" I ask. Boidie doesn't seem too concerned. She has absolutely no idea what trouble she could be in. I do. A little, at least.
"Yeah, exactly," Baby said. She was worried. I could tell. She's her best friend, why wouldn't she be?
"Baby!" Ink's voice comes from the door of the dinner. We all turn to him.
"Didn't you just leave?" Baby questions as he continues quickly to where we're sitting.
"Yeah," he says, "But then I realized, I can't hop on my own. I need you or Tuck or somebody, just in case."
"We'll go," Baby says in a commanding voice, grabbing the unsuspecting Coffee and me, and I in turn grab Boidie. "We should go get Tuck first."
"I think she's still out selling," Coffee adds in. We don't know where she sells. "We'll have to go without her."
"Fine, but can we just go an' start the search?" Ink says irritably. Gawd, this is an odd thing unfolding here and now. Uh, and then, too. Not only is there this way complicated thing with Mandy/Ink/Coffee, but there's the whole time hop thing going on.
We leave and head for Queens, last place she was seen. I think. I hope. I don't like not being informed about all this. Oh well, I'm guessing right now wouldn't be the best time to ask.
"Hey guys, where're ya all goin'?" Tuck asks, coming around a corner just behind us.
"Oh, Mandy ran off and we gotta go find her, that's all," Baby answers. We go off walking again and she fills in the details of the latest tragedy to Tuck.
"You think she's just doing this for attention?" Boidie asks. We've fallen behind the main part of the group, their conversation isn't too interesting.
"I dunno. We don't know her well, remember that. And she's in this weird trouble that I don't think you could ever understand." Boidie just stairs at me with this blank look on her face.
"So you're taking her side?" she asks. "I should have known you to do this. Take the side of the little brood that shows up out of no where. What's her trouble, is she pregnant?"
"No, Boidie, it's nothing like that. You wouldn't understand. I don't think, at least. You only don't like her because your boyfriend does." I hope that made sense. This could be why people keep thinking I'm an idiot. I don't think what I'm saying through.
"You'd feel the same if she was actively after your little Blink," she says.
"I probably would, but she's not and I know more than you about the situation, which isn't much, and it's easier for me to understand."
"Stop sounding so smart about stuff. It doesn't seem you."
The scenery around me starts to shift and change a little bit. The change makes me nauseous. Just like it did the first time. The second time I hadn't noticed until I tripped over my heel and fell. Didn't have much of a chance to realize it. Nobody else seemed to have noticed yet.
"Guys," I say, feeling even more sick, "I think we're hopping." They all turn to look at me and then look around. As suddenly as it had blurred, the world pops back into total clarity, this time in the future.
"Aw, great!" Ink says, extremely ticked off about it. "What are the chances we're gonna find her in this time period?"
"I don't know, but this is definitely a more dangerous year than 1900," Tuck adds to the conversation.
"Wait, WHAT is going on here?!" Boidie screams. She's only this loud when she's ticked about one thing or another. "What are all of you talking about, more dangerouse this year than 1900? It is 1900!" She looks at the ground, obviously making a note that it's a different pavement, then shouts, "WHAT AM I WEARING!"
She was in one of those funny looking blouses without sleeves and trousers that were blue and flared out at the bottoms. Her shoes were dark blue lace up things.
"A tank top, blue jeans, and tennis shoes," Tuck answers easily. "They're common clothes at this point in time." She stops and looks at Boidie for a second, then realizes she that Boidie wants a better explanation. "It's the year 2004 and that's all I intend on saying at the moment."
"So you are saying that this is 104 years after what it was five minutes ago?" She stares at everybody. "Okay, which one of you hit me over the head? I know that this can't be real, and that or drugs is the only other possibility."
"Boidie, yes, it's confusing, but I thought that you may have taken this a bit better," Baby says. "I guess I was wrong."
"Boidie, I'm gonna be honest with you. You're dreaming right now, so the best thing to do would be to just go with it," I say in an attempt to calm the raging person down.
"Okay, see, I knew I was not awake," she sticks her tongue out at the rest of the 'dream people'. "So why are we standing around? Let's go find dream- girl, I wanna wake up as soon as possible."
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This chapter was almost normal length! YAY! This makes me very happy. I'm sorry for my terrible lack of chapter and all that junk. I'm thinking I might change the title or summary. Any suggestions? I'll do shout out now.
Imaginelet- I try with the fast updates, I really do. But sometimes I don't got time/inspiration and with the summer and lack of Ink and Coffee in my life, my mind is mush. I apologize.
As for others, I'm really missing getting reviews. Is my story going down- hill? I need a boost from people reviewing and inflating me ego, it makes me feel happy and wanted. Please, please, please review. I'm dieing here.
