I rolled around on the floor, completely bored and going out of my mind.
"Hey dude! Can I at least have a puzzle or something?"
"What?" He asked from his desk.
"I'm bored."
"Uggh! Hold on."
Wow, he was being nice...
He left me alone for five minutes, then came back to this rusty old warehouse and opened the door. He threw a big bag inside the chamber. I opened it...woah. He bought...I mean stole...stuff for me.
Puzzle (ha, he took me literally!), note book, pens, real book by Judy Blume, another book by Avi, and...oh my god. Holy shit. No fucking way!
An IPOD!
"I can't believe I'm saying this, Ocky, but thanks."
He didn't say anything.
"Hey, can you download some songs onto this?"
He came back and groaned, showing he was not a happy man.
"What songs?"
"Green Day, Simple Plan, Plain White T's Avril Lavinge, Nickel Back..."
"Okay, Okay, I'll get you some stuff the kids listen to."
He uploaded ITUNES onto his computer. I hope it gave him a virus.
I couldn't believe I got an Ipod! Oh my God. I searched around for an electrical outlet...ooh yeah! Found one right next to the bed!
"Ocky, can I have the charger that came with it? The portable one?"
He gave me it and the updated Ipod. That poor man, he was more my slave than I was his! I guess he wanted to keep me happy and just shut me up.
As I waited for my Ipod to recharge, I started to read the book by Judy Blume. It was called 'Are You There, God? It's Me, Margaret'. I've never heard of Judy Blume before. I opened it up and checked the copyright date. 1970! Wow...
I started to read it...
'Are you there God? It's me, Margaret. We're moving today. I'm so scared God. I've never lived anywhere but here. Suppose I hate my new school? Suppose everybody there hates me? Please help me God. Don't let New Jersey be too horrible. Thank you.'
I stopped reading it. What a fucking baby. Please. She's moving. Big Deal! Try having your Mommy and Daddy divorce, and never see him again. And then try to have your Mommy and your NEW Dad die right in front of you. What a baby.
Then I got that painful feeling again.
God...oh god...
I crouched over, moaning in pain/.
Please...
"Yes...yes..." I heard Doc Ock say.
Please help me God...
The psychic energy erupted from inside me. I expected the walls to shatter, but they didn't. The blast was contained inside the chamber.
"It worked." I heard Doc Ock say right before I passed out. I've been doing that a lot lately.