Becka talked to Edward and told her about her horrible day. He seemed fasinated with everyword that came out of her mouth since he hadn't done anything as remotley exciting as her. In exchange of this converstation he told her about his life and about the time when he once went down to Suberiba. How he had been nice to everyone, only wishing to make a new friend, and yet the people ridiculed him and called him a freak. When ever he thought of this he felt his tears well up in his throat. It was one of the most damaging things that had happened to him in his whole existence.
"Edward, you and I are quite alike," Becka said as she looked into his kind eyes.
He looked down at his hands, "how so?"
She sighed. "You and I both have been cast as outsiders for our own reasons. You have your sissor hands and I have my-" She cut herself off. Thinking about her past made her nervious. Maybe he wouldn't understand. Maybe he would think of her like the rest of the people in the town. What if Edward would think of me wrongly? What if he hated me? That would be really horrible, having the biggest freak think that your some type of freak, she thought as she gave a nervious smile at Edward.
Edward gave her a look of questioning, "and you have youre?" She could tell that he wanted to know. Not yet, she said to herself, Not yet.
"It's not important," she then changed the subject, "so what are your favorite things to do?"
"I like to clip bushes," he said and when he did Becka did a little laugh thing to herself because she took that remark to be very dirty. "What is funny about that?"
"Oh...nothing... what elese do you like to do?"
"I like to trim the bushes and-" Her snort inturruped him. He was giving her a questioning look. "I also enjoy taking care of them and making sure that they look just right." Another snort from Becka made him yell at her, "what is so funny about that? I wouldn't laugh that the things you do!"
"Sorry...sorry..." she giggled a little more intill the sickness was out of her head. Yes, she did have a dirty mind. "Would you like to see what I like to do?" He nodded and that made her glow a little inside because of the thought that someone really did care about what she enjoyed doing. She reached over into her backpack and took out her sketch book and flipped to the first page. His eyes glance upon it. "Tell me when you want me to flip the page," she notified him. His eyes were large as he staired at the picture of a horse. After about a minute of him looking at it she went to flip the page.
"No! I wanna look at it." She flipped it back over. Another two minutes passed and she flipped it. "NO!" She put it back. This was starting to freak her out a bit. It wasn't the best drawing, as a matter a fact it was pretty horrible. Another five minutes passed and she flipped it over. "NO! I WANNA LOOK!" She put it back. As soon as she did he spoke in a calm voice, "ok.." She huffed and flipped it over. As soon as his eyes scanned the page his mouth dropped and his eyes started to get all teary.
Upon her face was confusion. Why was he so awestruck? She looked at the picture. She had forgotten what she had drew. It was a pair of hands looking as though they were reaching into the air. "It's... It's... wonderful!" he told her.
"Well thank you Edward..." He tried to pick up the sketchbook and when he made it so that they were balanced upon his sissors he smooshed his face into the picture and started to lick it. "What are you doing!" He kept licking the hands. The lead of the pencil smugging just a little bit.
It was like watching a dog lick up an ice cream cone. "Edward stop that! Stop!" He kept licking it. (Remember? I said in the last chapter that he had a huge obbsession with hands?) He looked as though he was french kissing the paper and this really did scare Becka. "Stop! Edward! Stop!" Her hands swooped up the sketch book and she moved back a bit. To her surprised Edward lunged forward for the book. "Ahhhhh!" She flung the book to her side, hoping that he would move to it and not her. All of a sudden he started to lick her hands.
"Ewwwww!" He was lapping her hands as though by some miricle they would become his. She stuffed her hands into her armpits and this made Edward very ticked. He looked at her and then scurried over to the book. At this point Becka wasn't just freaked out but really really scared. She could feel tears welling up in her eyes and threw them she see him rampaging over the picture. Her voice was muffled. "Stop Edward! Please! Stop!" Now her cries wern't panicked up full of sadness. He stopped and looked at her as she still said those words over and over again.
He moved closer to her, looking at her tears well up in her eyes and fall to the floor. (Can you just imagine how scary that must be? Having a guy with sissors for hands licking stuff?) This reminded him of the time when Kim, the girl from Subrbia had cried and he could do nothing. He was stuck in the same spot, only, this time he had been the cause of all of this. "I'm sorry.." was the muttered words that came out of his voice as he started to walk towards her.
"Get away!" She yelled as she took a few steps back.
"I'm sorry.." he moved closer. He felt horrible about causing all of this fear. He looked into her face, her eyes were red and puffy. All of a sudden he tripped over one of his feet and fell to the ground. He lay there and it seemed he was in pain. "Crap! I think I broke my nose!" His nose was bleeding. Becka's eyes moved to him as she pointed and laughed.
"Hahahaha!" she hollard as she then sat on the ground kicking her feet.
"Waaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he cried as he did this werid attempt to hold his nose with his arms. "I think it's broken!"
She just couldn't stop laughing. "Everything will be ok," she coaxed as she bent over on her knees as he did the same. "Just lean forward so that the blood dosen't rush into your brain. I don't think that it's-" She moved her hand on his nose and she touched it. He cut her off.
"Wahhhh! My nose!"
"Oh stop being such a baby!" She said to him. "It's not broken, you just banged it really badley. It will be ok with some ice on it. Do you have any ice?" He nodded as he ran up the stairs to his room where he carved the ice blocks and chizzled a piece off. (How did those blocks get up there? And now it's the spring? Geez!) He ran down the stairs with the ice over his nose. Becka was sitting down on the floor, her back against the wall. "Are you ok?"
He sat next to her and looked at her face. He realized that she was quick pretty. She had long strait hair that fell half way down her back and was full of body, a slender figure, a ski ramp nose, one eye that was blue and one eye that was green. He wondered to himself why he never seen her eyes. The front pieces of her hair framed her face and her eyebrows were thin so that you could she her eyes illumanating back at him. He decided to speak, "yes. Are you ok?"
"Yes..." She was a little embarressed of the way that she had acted about the whole thing. "Edward. I would like you to have something."
He looked at her in a questioning way, his hair all frazzled.
"Here you go Edward." She handed him the picture of the hands. He took it it.
"Are you sure? It's beautiful."
"Yeah.. I want you to have it. It's a gift. Of our friendship." He looked around, at this point he really felt like an ass. He had scared this poor girl as he went all crazy and she still gave him a gift even though he didn't have one. "I have something for you. Wait a minute."
"Edward... you don't have to give me anything... really." This didn't stop him though. He walked up the steps of the castle and came back down in no time.
"Here," there was something around one of his sissors. "I want you to have it."
She took it off, "oh god Edward... it's so beautiful! I can't take it!" She pushed the gift back to him.
"It does me no good. I want for you to have it. It will make me very happy."
"Are you sure?" He nodded. She looked at the gold ring. There was a bright green Emeraled in it with small blue stones circling it. She took out the necklace she had under her shirt and slid it on it. "Oh... why are you giving this to me?"
"Because we are friends. And I think that it will go with your eyes." She smiled at him. This was the start of a great friendship she had said to herself. The two of them talked for a while about their lives until Becka came up with and idea.
"Edward. Do you like it here?" He gave her a blank staire.
"It's ok. I don't mind it."
"Edward... will you go on an adventure with me? I mean, we can travel, and see the states! We can see if we can find any friends. Maybe we will find people like us." She looked down at his 'hands.' "Maybe we can find someone to help you. Give you some hands. Our dreams can come true. You will get your hands and I will get-" She stopped. What was her dream. Yes there were many but nothing that was really physical like hands. "And I will get friendship." She nodded. This was good enough untill she decided what she really wanted. "Would you like that Edward?"
He looked up at her, his eyes beaming. "Yes."
"Then it's settled. Tomarrow morning we will start out on our adventure." She stood up and reached her hand out like in all of those over dramatic movies. "And we will see the world."
"Ummm hmmm," He agreed just like he did with Peg in the makeup scene.
