Chapter 20- I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream!
My last period was English, and we didn't do much but to read. I guess Mrs. H doesn't have much assignments for us. But while the class read, I wrote on my notebook, trying to think up a new fanfic. Mrs. H doesn't notice, since her nose is always stuck on her book. You could blow everything up around her and she wouldn't notice.
I try and think of what to write, finding that I wanted to write something of an adventure of Otto and me. Except, we didn't have much adventures the begin with, we just hung out and did regular things together. I guess that is okay, I've always wanted to hang out with him anyway. But an adventure sound nice though...
When the bell rang, ending the day, I picked up my stuff and left to my locker. Alice is the only of the gang who's locker is close to mine, and I guess that is cool with that.
"Hey, you're walking home?" Alice asked.
"Duh! Don't I always walk home?" I replied.
When we packed our stuff, Alice and me met with the others at the front doors and we escaped school altogether, talking in endless conversations of how cute Otto could be and who would be the next Spiderman bad guy.
"I don't want it to be the green goblin again," I said, "I get annoyed all the time by him."
"I sure wished they didn't let Otto die in the end, or make it look like it. Everybody loves him, he's one of Spiderman's greatest enemies. They can't kill him like that." Amber sighed.
"Well, life suck sometimes. Thank god for fanfictions though!" Alice pointed out.
"Do you think it's going to be Curt Connors, AKA the Lizard, in the next movie? If they resurrect Otto, they could have him join forces with Spiderman or something, to save Curt. I mean, they can't have him like too much of a bad guy. Otto's too nice for that." Elsie said.
While we walked towards the crosswalk, some guy who's probably Mexican is pushing those funny Mexican ice cream carts again, selling chips and ice cream. I rarely brought stuff from them, whenever its so hot that I needed something cool.
The funny thing is, the guy that's pushing those carts is wearing a trenchcoat, and a brown hat to hide his head. The guy looked familiar...too familiar...even though he is wearing a goatee.
"Hey, Latino!" Amber called to the guy waving a dollar, "I want some ice cream!"
Amber waved her dollar in the air, and Alice playfully tried to grab her dollar.
"Hey! Quit it!" Amber cried, chasing Alice around the school grounds trying to get her dollar back. Alice giggled, until her hat fell off, and Amber then took her hat instead.
"Give me back my favorite hat!" It was Alice's turn to chase Amber around. We watched in amusement.
"Wow, all this energy taken off for ice cream." I said. Lizzie and Elsie nodded.
But the Mexican guy, on the other hand, crossed the crosswalk in a hurry and excitement, and right then, I could hear that handsome masculine voice, "Crystal!"
I froze as the baby hair in the back of my neck rose. I knew that voice! And better yet, his figure's body shape was all too familiar...
"Otto!" I whispered fiercely to him, "What are you doing here?"
"I got a job, isn't that great?" He exclaimed. "I'm selling ice cream for now on! But it requires a lot of walking, but I need the exercise anyway."
"Otto?" Lizzie asked, astonished. Amber, Alice, and Elsie all turned to Otto, puzzled.
"You know this guy?" Amber was the first to ask.
"Uh..." we didn't know what to say.
"You said you wanted ice cream right? Here you go!" Otto opened his cart for Amber to pick an ice cream. Alice and Elsie did the same, and Lizzie didn't want one and I didn't have any money.
When everyone paid up, Otto leaned down and muttered a whisper, "I go home by 6. I won't be long then."
I nodded, but still put on a strange look, as Otto travel through the school grounds, selling ice cream to the kids that wanted some. Funny, an ex-scientist taken a job as some guy who walk around town selling ice cream, and doesn't mind it. At least it gives Otto something to do.
Giving a small smile, I pushed the button on the crosslight to go across the street with the rest of the gang, since we all decided to forget that 'guy' and go off by the café to hang out.
To be continued...
The evil Plot
Muhahahahahaha!!! I have turned evil! I made this chapter very short! I am evil!!!!!
Okay, maybe I'm not, but school is giving me lots of work, and I'm trying to do at least something!
Okay, see ya, I'll stop talking now.