Part 2: It Unfolds As a Nightmare
Lily wasn't quite the same after that night, nearly three days ago, with "the talk" as she had come to call it.
"Lily, what's wrong?" Robbie asked one day at lunch.
"Oh I just didn't get much sleep last night." Lily explained and smiled.
"And why not?" Travis probed her.
"I was thinking of a song to write." Lily replied calmly.
"What did you come up with?" Ray asked.
"Here." Lily tossed him a scrunched up piece of paper.
"This is good, Lily." Ray assured her.
"You think?" Lily asked.
You were a secret from me all these years of life. Kept in the corners of a very darkened time. Without a peep I had never heard from you. And sing this song as I always do.
"I have to agree with Ray, it is a good song." Travis said thoughtfully.
"Thanks guys." She said calmly, not cheering up much with their words.
"So guys I was thinking that we do a segment on the latest boring project in science." Robbie stated. "I'm Question Mark, and I'm wondering why we just got the lamest science project ever."
"Yeah." Ray agreed.
"What is this project?" Lily asked.
"We have to do a report on...the dictionary." Robbie said.
"So tell me how that exactly relates to science." Travis joked.
"Oh come on guys, it won't be so bad." Lily said.
"Yes it will!" The others shouted in unison.
"Isn't the dictionary more of an English assignment?" Ray half-asked.
"As far as I can see, yes." Robbie replied.
"Oh come on guys isn't it obvious why the dictionary relates to science?" Travis asked.
Ray and Robbie stared at him blankly.
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"Well there are words in the dictionary, which can be math by the fact that there are a specific number of letters in each individual word, or it can be English because words are used to write and it is imperative that they be spelled correctly, or it can be social-studies because of the fact that the English language was made by our ancestors, or it could even possibly be PE because of the strain writing puts on your hand or in other words a physical educational activity. Combining all of those things make it science because it is all related to the human; how we use those words, write them, create them, the effect they have on our brain. All of these things relate to humans, and humans are sentient creatures living on earth requiring food, water, and air with the intelligence to make shelters and weapons. In short summary words were made by humans, and humans are science!" Travis finished his summary.
"PRONTO!" Lily called out. "Wake up!"
"Awww, he fell asleep." Robbie said sarcastically.
"Huh?" Ray asked sleepily.
"Smog's segment is over now." Lily assured him.
"He does make a good point, I just wish it hadn't been so dragged out!" Robbie said.
"And we'd love to hear your comments after this song." Lily blurted out, and Travis flipped a switch.
"Was I really that boring?" Travis asked.
"Well...actually..." Robbie began.
"YES!" Ray finished for him.
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Lily reflected on the day's events. What she'd said at lunch was a lie. The song was a small fragment of a piece she'd use as an excuse. The truth was that she'd had a dream, rather a nightmare. She only remembered bits and pieces of it, but she knew what it was about. "The talk" had done her no good, and now things were about to change.
In two days she was leaving, not permanently. For a while she would be in New York City.
"I have to tell them eventually." Lily spoke aloud to herself. "Tomorrow." She said. "I will tell them tomorrow."
Lily wasn't quite the same after that night, nearly three days ago, with "the talk" as she had come to call it.
"Lily, what's wrong?" Robbie asked one day at lunch.
"Oh I just didn't get much sleep last night." Lily explained and smiled.
"And why not?" Travis probed her.
"I was thinking of a song to write." Lily replied calmly.
"What did you come up with?" Ray asked.
"Here." Lily tossed him a scrunched up piece of paper.
"This is good, Lily." Ray assured her.
"You think?" Lily asked.
You were a secret from me all these years of life. Kept in the corners of a very darkened time. Without a peep I had never heard from you. And sing this song as I always do.
"I have to agree with Ray, it is a good song." Travis said thoughtfully.
"Thanks guys." She said calmly, not cheering up much with their words.
"So guys I was thinking that we do a segment on the latest boring project in science." Robbie stated. "I'm Question Mark, and I'm wondering why we just got the lamest science project ever."
"Yeah." Ray agreed.
"What is this project?" Lily asked.
"We have to do a report on...the dictionary." Robbie said.
"So tell me how that exactly relates to science." Travis joked.
"Oh come on guys, it won't be so bad." Lily said.
"Yes it will!" The others shouted in unison.
"Isn't the dictionary more of an English assignment?" Ray half-asked.
"As far as I can see, yes." Robbie replied.
"Oh come on guys isn't it obvious why the dictionary relates to science?" Travis asked.
Ray and Robbie stared at him blankly.
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"Well there are words in the dictionary, which can be math by the fact that there are a specific number of letters in each individual word, or it can be English because words are used to write and it is imperative that they be spelled correctly, or it can be social-studies because of the fact that the English language was made by our ancestors, or it could even possibly be PE because of the strain writing puts on your hand or in other words a physical educational activity. Combining all of those things make it science because it is all related to the human; how we use those words, write them, create them, the effect they have on our brain. All of these things relate to humans, and humans are sentient creatures living on earth requiring food, water, and air with the intelligence to make shelters and weapons. In short summary words were made by humans, and humans are science!" Travis finished his summary.
"PRONTO!" Lily called out. "Wake up!"
"Awww, he fell asleep." Robbie said sarcastically.
"Huh?" Ray asked sleepily.
"Smog's segment is over now." Lily assured him.
"He does make a good point, I just wish it hadn't been so dragged out!" Robbie said.
"And we'd love to hear your comments after this song." Lily blurted out, and Travis flipped a switch.
"Was I really that boring?" Travis asked.
"Well...actually..." Robbie began.
"YES!" Ray finished for him.
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Lily reflected on the day's events. What she'd said at lunch was a lie. The song was a small fragment of a piece she'd use as an excuse. The truth was that she'd had a dream, rather a nightmare. She only remembered bits and pieces of it, but she knew what it was about. "The talk" had done her no good, and now things were about to change.
In two days she was leaving, not permanently. For a while she would be in New York City.
"I have to tell them eventually." Lily spoke aloud to herself. "Tomorrow." She said. "I will tell them tomorrow."