Chapter 4 is up! And yes, I'm keeping you waiting for the next chapter of Betty's story. Wait for next month. Sorry that it's so short and if my horrible descriptions in the last chapter of Ellen's story offended you. I wrote the descriptions from memory.
(Chapter 4)
(Ellen)
After that, I went with Angie to the Yeerk pool. Not the Sharing's Yeerk pool, the one used by the Peace Movement. It was here that I met my best friend.
Hi! I'm Enni 955.
I'm Ellen.
Can I look through your memories?
It's 'may I' and you can do that?
It's one of the reasons that the evil Yeerks are able to pass through society unnoticed. Yeerks can act exactly like their hosts.
Sure. You can go through my memories. She dug through my memories. We cried as we relived my fights with my brother, Mike. We reread my poems from when I had first written them. We laughed at Angie and my crazy episodes. Together, we relived parts of my life.
Your brother tries to beat you up and you're how many years older than him?
I'm 5 ½ years older. It's really quite sad.
Yes, it is.
It's time for me – us- to leave to go to my horseback riding class.
Walk on. I walked out the door and grabbed my bike after saying bye to Angela. You ride your bike to your lessons?
Duh.
The horseback riding lesson was uneventful. No one jumped out and shouted to the world that I had a Yeerk in my head (not that it had ever happened before). I learned to jump and I didn't fall. That was the extent of the eventfulness. Not very eventful, compared with what happened earlier.
That was fun! Enni exclaimed as we walked out.
Yes. And we're coming back next week.
Yay! I laughed inside my head.
You like horses, too.
Yes. We got on my bike and started home.
Sorry this chapter was so short; you needed to meet Enni but I couldn't fit the next new character in.
~ukrainianelfhorse