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Chapter 12: Seeing Through
It was a hot and exhausting Sunday afternoon. It was probably the only day of the week where the band got their rest. There were only 5 days left before Finals and they barely finished their song. Katie lay down on her bed staring blankly on the purple ceiling of her room while "Maps" by Yeah Yeah Yeahs played on her CD player. She never seemed to run out of things to think about. Last week she was thinking of a way to explain to the band about what happened during eliminations and now, she was thinking about Michael and Freddy. She found herself sleepless just last night, deep in thought. At a young age, she really does have a lot of worries.
"Honey! Someone's at the door looking for you!" Mrs. Brown's hard knocks on the door managed to overlap with the loud music coming from Katie's player, thus making it audible enough to hear.
Katie quickly stood up, thinking that it was Michael. But then shook her head in hesitation. 'Damn it, Katie, why are you thinking of him?' she whispered to herself. She quickly put on a Clash t-shirt, tied her hair up in a ponytail and went out of the room.
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Katie held the doorknob tight, took a deep breath and finally opened the door. She found herself standing in front of a gloomy looking, spiky haired dude.
"Hey." Freddy said awkwardly.
"Hey." Katie answered in the same manner. "Um, why didn't you come in?"
"I told your mom that I'd wait for you here." Freddy said.
"Oh."
Both fell silent for a while. Freddy felt unusually nervous. He was never like this before in front of Katie.
"So. . .where's Michelle?" Katie said, ending it with a sarcastic smile.
"If you're still thinking about what I said---"
"Excuse me. I wasn't thinking about that at all. If you think I'm worried, you're wrong." Katie said trying to sound truthful.
"Look, I think we should talk." Freddy said calmly.
"About what?" Katie asked coldly.
"About lots of things." Freddy said.
"I dunno." Katie said seriously.
"Maybe we should like. . .grab an ice cream or. . .stroll down the park or something."
"A date?" Katie said uncertainly.
"No. Maybe. I mean no. . .not a date. . .just hang out." Freddy stammered. Katie raised an eyebrow.
"I'm not sure." Katie said.
"Please?" Freddy said sincerely. For the first time in days, Katie saw a look of sincerity in Freddy's eyes. She always knew when Freddy was honest or not and that time she could perfectly tell that he was indeed truthful.
"Fine. I'll go get my backpack."
Katie left the door and ran up the stairs to her room, leaving a grinning Freddy outside.
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PARK
"So. . .what now?" Katie said, taking a small bite from her corndog. The two sat on the bench in front of the playground.
"I just want to. . ." Freddy paused, not quite sure of what to say. Katie stared at him, waiting for him to finish.
"I just want to say sorry for a lot of things." Freddy said calmly. "I mean, I accused you for helping HIM with spying on us, I called you a liar without knowing the real story. It's just that. . .you know how it is when it comes to Michael."
"How's what?" Katie asked.
"How i. . .feel when you're. . .with him." Freddy said awkwardly. "And another thing is that. . .Michelle isn't my girlfriend."
"She's not?" Katie said a bit surprised.
"No. I was so annoyed with you yesterday that I didn't know what I was saying and I was thinking that maybe. . .you would. . .get jealous if I said that so. . ."
"You thought I'd get jealous?" Katie said, raising an eyebrow. "Well. . .it kinda worked."
"What?" Freddy said unbelievingly.
"Nothing." Katie replied quickly.
Both fell hushed for a while. But soon, Freddy broke the silence.
"If there's anything I could do to make it up to you. I'll do anything." Freddy said desperately.
"Well. . .you can stop. . . getting jealous of Michael. I mean, there's really nothing to get jealous about." Katie said.
"Aren't you two seeing each other?" Freddy said in a jealous undertone.
"No. For some reason, he has been showing up to me even after what he did. Don't get me wrong. I definitely hated him after lying to us. I dunno. He's like following me. He even helped me out with some street bullies, once."
"So that night after band practice when I saw you with him, you weren't---"
"I was telling him to leave me alone and to get lost." Katie said. "I even kicked him twice on the knee." She added wittily. Freddy smiled.
"I feel guilty." Freddy said.
"I'm glad you are. After what said to me!" Katie pouted.
"I'm sorry!" Freddy said in a jumpy tone.
"Okay, okay! I know!" Katie said, beaming charmingly at Freddy. "I forgive you. Just promise me that you'll no longer get jealous of Michael, and that you'll learn how to listen and be more sensitive."
"Promise." Freddy smiled. They did a handshake they invented a couple of years ago. It was sort of the band's official handshake.
"We should treat each other like this from now on. You know, without arguing and fighting and annoying each other all the time. " Katie said.
"Yeah. I guess so." Freddy said. "But maybe I can pester to you to a certain extent. 'Cause I'm gonna miss doing that."
"Yeah. Me too." Katie smiled. Freddy blushed. She has a wonderful smile, he thought.
"Oh before I forget. . .I have something for you." Katie reached for something inside her backpack. She handed Freddy a photo album.
"What's this?" Freddy said, holding the photo album.
"It's my birthday present for you. Honestly I forgot about your birthday yesterday. I managed to work on that one last night so. . ."
Freddy untied the ribbon wrapped around it and gently he opened the album.
At the very first page Freddy saw a few pictures of him and Katie during first grade. He scanned the following pages, smiling as he found several pictures of him with Katie during second, third grade and so on. At the middle part there was a huge collage of pictures of the band during gigs, parties and rehearsals. Freddy grinned.
"I'm a bit broke so. . .I thought maybe I should just give you something I made myself." Katie said uneasily.
"This is the best present ever! I never knew you had this much pictures of us." Freddy said, amazed.
"Well yeah. . .I do. Weird. 'Cause most of the pictures I found were both of us together." Katie said.
"What's weird about that? You should be thankful. Not many girls had the chance to pose with a good looking guy like me." Freddy boasted playfully.
"In your dreams, Jones." Katie said.
"Hey I remember this one!" Freddy said his eyes on a picture on the upper left part of the page. "Zack's birthday party. 8 years old. You cried 'cause I popped your balloon!" Freddy added teasingly, chuckling a bit.
"Even as a kid you have always been a pain." Katie said.
Both fell silent once again. Freddy turned the pages of the album, grinning at every picture he sees. Katie ate her corndog quietly. She was never really serious around Freddy since all these years they've been in somewhat like a cat and dog relationship. She felt a bit awkward but at the same time glad because finally Freddy and she are starting to see through each other.
"Hey. . .you have mustard on your lip." Freddy reached inside his pocket for a hanky and attempted to wipe the mustard off Katie's mouth but she jumpily snatched the hanky from Freddy's hold.
"Um, I. . .I'll do it."
Katie was quite shocked for what Freddy tried to do but still she blushed. She quietly wiped her lips, smiling to herself. His hanky smelled good.
"Oh sorry. . .I got your hanky all blotched up." Katie said embarrassedly.
"No it's okay." Freddy got the hanky and placed in inside his pocket.
"Shoot." Katie said looking at her watch. "I really need to go home. I promised mom that I'd help her do the laundry." She stood up swinging her backpack over her shoulder.
"I'll walk you home." Freddy said.
"Are you sure? I mean. . .you might have something to do or anything. . ."
"No! I don't." Freddy beamed. "Shall we go now then?"
The two left the park, both in a good mood.
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"Mom! I'm home!" Katie shouted as she entered the living room.
"Oh hi dear. Would you please bring this at the back yard?" Mrs. Brown handed Katie a bin full of dirty laundry and quickly climbed up the stairs. She suddenly halted, remembering something. "And Katie, someone sent you something. It's on the table."
Katie, looking puzzled, approached the living room center table. A box wrapped with brown paper was lying there.
"From Sid Lydon? What the heck?" Katie said, examining the address and name of the sender. She ripped off the wrapper forcefully, opened the box and saw a videotape.
"The Filth and the Fury? Cool! The Sex Pistols documentary." Katie said excitedly. "But who's Sid Lydon?"
End of Chapter 12
~ Please tell me what you think! Thanks! I really appreciate the kind reviews.
Note: I do not own either of the following:
"Maps" is a song by Yeah Yeah Yeahs from their album Fever to Tell.
The Filth and the Fury is a Sex Pistols movie directed by Julien Temple.
Chapter 12: Seeing Through
It was a hot and exhausting Sunday afternoon. It was probably the only day of the week where the band got their rest. There were only 5 days left before Finals and they barely finished their song. Katie lay down on her bed staring blankly on the purple ceiling of her room while "Maps" by Yeah Yeah Yeahs played on her CD player. She never seemed to run out of things to think about. Last week she was thinking of a way to explain to the band about what happened during eliminations and now, she was thinking about Michael and Freddy. She found herself sleepless just last night, deep in thought. At a young age, she really does have a lot of worries.
"Honey! Someone's at the door looking for you!" Mrs. Brown's hard knocks on the door managed to overlap with the loud music coming from Katie's player, thus making it audible enough to hear.
Katie quickly stood up, thinking that it was Michael. But then shook her head in hesitation. 'Damn it, Katie, why are you thinking of him?' she whispered to herself. She quickly put on a Clash t-shirt, tied her hair up in a ponytail and went out of the room.
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Katie held the doorknob tight, took a deep breath and finally opened the door. She found herself standing in front of a gloomy looking, spiky haired dude.
"Hey." Freddy said awkwardly.
"Hey." Katie answered in the same manner. "Um, why didn't you come in?"
"I told your mom that I'd wait for you here." Freddy said.
"Oh."
Both fell silent for a while. Freddy felt unusually nervous. He was never like this before in front of Katie.
"So. . .where's Michelle?" Katie said, ending it with a sarcastic smile.
"If you're still thinking about what I said---"
"Excuse me. I wasn't thinking about that at all. If you think I'm worried, you're wrong." Katie said trying to sound truthful.
"Look, I think we should talk." Freddy said calmly.
"About what?" Katie asked coldly.
"About lots of things." Freddy said.
"I dunno." Katie said seriously.
"Maybe we should like. . .grab an ice cream or. . .stroll down the park or something."
"A date?" Katie said uncertainly.
"No. Maybe. I mean no. . .not a date. . .just hang out." Freddy stammered. Katie raised an eyebrow.
"I'm not sure." Katie said.
"Please?" Freddy said sincerely. For the first time in days, Katie saw a look of sincerity in Freddy's eyes. She always knew when Freddy was honest or not and that time she could perfectly tell that he was indeed truthful.
"Fine. I'll go get my backpack."
Katie left the door and ran up the stairs to her room, leaving a grinning Freddy outside.
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PARK
"So. . .what now?" Katie said, taking a small bite from her corndog. The two sat on the bench in front of the playground.
"I just want to. . ." Freddy paused, not quite sure of what to say. Katie stared at him, waiting for him to finish.
"I just want to say sorry for a lot of things." Freddy said calmly. "I mean, I accused you for helping HIM with spying on us, I called you a liar without knowing the real story. It's just that. . .you know how it is when it comes to Michael."
"How's what?" Katie asked.
"How i. . .feel when you're. . .with him." Freddy said awkwardly. "And another thing is that. . .Michelle isn't my girlfriend."
"She's not?" Katie said a bit surprised.
"No. I was so annoyed with you yesterday that I didn't know what I was saying and I was thinking that maybe. . .you would. . .get jealous if I said that so. . ."
"You thought I'd get jealous?" Katie said, raising an eyebrow. "Well. . .it kinda worked."
"What?" Freddy said unbelievingly.
"Nothing." Katie replied quickly.
Both fell hushed for a while. But soon, Freddy broke the silence.
"If there's anything I could do to make it up to you. I'll do anything." Freddy said desperately.
"Well. . .you can stop. . . getting jealous of Michael. I mean, there's really nothing to get jealous about." Katie said.
"Aren't you two seeing each other?" Freddy said in a jealous undertone.
"No. For some reason, he has been showing up to me even after what he did. Don't get me wrong. I definitely hated him after lying to us. I dunno. He's like following me. He even helped me out with some street bullies, once."
"So that night after band practice when I saw you with him, you weren't---"
"I was telling him to leave me alone and to get lost." Katie said. "I even kicked him twice on the knee." She added wittily. Freddy smiled.
"I feel guilty." Freddy said.
"I'm glad you are. After what said to me!" Katie pouted.
"I'm sorry!" Freddy said in a jumpy tone.
"Okay, okay! I know!" Katie said, beaming charmingly at Freddy. "I forgive you. Just promise me that you'll no longer get jealous of Michael, and that you'll learn how to listen and be more sensitive."
"Promise." Freddy smiled. They did a handshake they invented a couple of years ago. It was sort of the band's official handshake.
"We should treat each other like this from now on. You know, without arguing and fighting and annoying each other all the time. " Katie said.
"Yeah. I guess so." Freddy said. "But maybe I can pester to you to a certain extent. 'Cause I'm gonna miss doing that."
"Yeah. Me too." Katie smiled. Freddy blushed. She has a wonderful smile, he thought.
"Oh before I forget. . .I have something for you." Katie reached for something inside her backpack. She handed Freddy a photo album.
"What's this?" Freddy said, holding the photo album.
"It's my birthday present for you. Honestly I forgot about your birthday yesterday. I managed to work on that one last night so. . ."
Freddy untied the ribbon wrapped around it and gently he opened the album.
At the very first page Freddy saw a few pictures of him and Katie during first grade. He scanned the following pages, smiling as he found several pictures of him with Katie during second, third grade and so on. At the middle part there was a huge collage of pictures of the band during gigs, parties and rehearsals. Freddy grinned.
"I'm a bit broke so. . .I thought maybe I should just give you something I made myself." Katie said uneasily.
"This is the best present ever! I never knew you had this much pictures of us." Freddy said, amazed.
"Well yeah. . .I do. Weird. 'Cause most of the pictures I found were both of us together." Katie said.
"What's weird about that? You should be thankful. Not many girls had the chance to pose with a good looking guy like me." Freddy boasted playfully.
"In your dreams, Jones." Katie said.
"Hey I remember this one!" Freddy said his eyes on a picture on the upper left part of the page. "Zack's birthday party. 8 years old. You cried 'cause I popped your balloon!" Freddy added teasingly, chuckling a bit.
"Even as a kid you have always been a pain." Katie said.
Both fell silent once again. Freddy turned the pages of the album, grinning at every picture he sees. Katie ate her corndog quietly. She was never really serious around Freddy since all these years they've been in somewhat like a cat and dog relationship. She felt a bit awkward but at the same time glad because finally Freddy and she are starting to see through each other.
"Hey. . .you have mustard on your lip." Freddy reached inside his pocket for a hanky and attempted to wipe the mustard off Katie's mouth but she jumpily snatched the hanky from Freddy's hold.
"Um, I. . .I'll do it."
Katie was quite shocked for what Freddy tried to do but still she blushed. She quietly wiped her lips, smiling to herself. His hanky smelled good.
"Oh sorry. . .I got your hanky all blotched up." Katie said embarrassedly.
"No it's okay." Freddy got the hanky and placed in inside his pocket.
"Shoot." Katie said looking at her watch. "I really need to go home. I promised mom that I'd help her do the laundry." She stood up swinging her backpack over her shoulder.
"I'll walk you home." Freddy said.
"Are you sure? I mean. . .you might have something to do or anything. . ."
"No! I don't." Freddy beamed. "Shall we go now then?"
The two left the park, both in a good mood.
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"Mom! I'm home!" Katie shouted as she entered the living room.
"Oh hi dear. Would you please bring this at the back yard?" Mrs. Brown handed Katie a bin full of dirty laundry and quickly climbed up the stairs. She suddenly halted, remembering something. "And Katie, someone sent you something. It's on the table."
Katie, looking puzzled, approached the living room center table. A box wrapped with brown paper was lying there.
"From Sid Lydon? What the heck?" Katie said, examining the address and name of the sender. She ripped off the wrapper forcefully, opened the box and saw a videotape.
"The Filth and the Fury? Cool! The Sex Pistols documentary." Katie said excitedly. "But who's Sid Lydon?"
End of Chapter 12
~ Please tell me what you think! Thanks! I really appreciate the kind reviews.
Note: I do not own either of the following:
"Maps" is a song by Yeah Yeah Yeahs from their album Fever to Tell.
The Filth and the Fury is a Sex Pistols movie directed by Julien Temple.