Challenge: Kai's reckless driving has caused him to mow down somebody's mailbox, and now he has to tell them about it.
Kai's radio blasted out the open window of his car—BOOM BOOM BANG! BOOM BOOM BANG BANG! BOOM BANG BOOM CRASH!
He raced down the road completely disregarding the quaint little neighborhood or the quiet people living there. His car sped down the 15 mph street at 35! He bopped to the beat and pressed harder on the gas, belting out the meaningless rhyming lyrics.
He closed his eyes and drummed his fingers on the dashboard. There was a little bump as the wheels rolled off the pavement, he opened his eyes in time to see a tall light blue mailbox right in front of him and had no time to break!
There was a deafening crashing sound and his car jerked forward suddenly, he bumped his head on the steering wheel and twisted the key—The engine quieting.
Kai swiped a hand through his hair and muttered a few things Nya would have flinched at, he hopped out of the car and the more he saw of the mailbox and his tire the more colorful his tongue got. He kicked the side of the car and yelped hopping around at the pain. "Why!" He squatted down and face palmed the shiny gray door.
He stood, rubbing his temples. Why? What? Who could he ask, what did you do when you ran over someone's mailbox? Sensei Wu would scold so... no. Kai dug in his pocket—having Misako around was great! She upgraded everyone's uniform with pockets!—And pulled out his self-phone.
He flipped it open and hit number 3 on his speed dial. The phone rang in his ear for about 10 seconds before Jay's out of breath voice came—sounding like it was coming from the other side of the room. Kai could hear the smile even through the phone. "Ha! Good one!" Then into the phone he answered. "Yes? Kai?"
"Jay! Great, I just destroyed some guys mailbox! I'm in the ditch—SaintAllsGood, the neighborhood off of—" Jay cut him off, "Wait? Did you say SaintAG? That place for old people? And boring people too," He snorted obnoxiously into the speaker, like he was holding the phone close to his mouth for affect. "Kai, wow—your a terrible person! HAHAHAHAA—" Kai growled, "Hey! Cut that out!"
Jay sighed."Ahhh sorry, well you'll have to knock on the door and... Tell them. It's probably an old geezer or something. They might not even hear you and you'll be off the hook." Kai shouted into the phone, "What?" But Jay had already moved away from the speaker and his voice was getting muffled. "Yeah, yeah, say it again?—" And then there was an idle buzz and then beeping.
He groaned and turned to look at the house with its neat little garden and white little sidewalk and sweet little gold bell to ring and then back to his dented car. "Urg!"
He grudgingly made his way up to the cozy little pink house, gulped and rang the bell.
The antique ivory little door opened and instead of a hunched granny with spectacles and a granny dress and a cane, a tall girl looked out at him.
Few times in his life had he ever been tongue tied, he could count them on his fingers. When Nya had been born, when his dad had died, when he'd tried to talk to Skylar, when—his mind stopped working, the girl's eyes were golden and her skin was coffee! He had never liked coffee but at that moment he could see himself falling in love with it! Her black hair was tightly pulled back into a bun.
"H-hello?" She seemed startled by him standing on her door step. "Do you need something? ..." She pause looking for something to say. "I'm afraid I won't be buying anything today." Her eyes fluttered to the ground and she pulled them up again to his face, timidly.
Any girl would be this flustered to see him, he didn't blame her! He puffed his chest out to speak and then deflated. The mail box.
"Um, ma'am," It seemed like the right title to give her, he was almost tempted to bow, "I was driving down the road and I ran into your mailbox." He pointed to the heap of dirt and crushed box and ruined tire.
Her eyes widened at the spectacle. "Oh no!" She hurried out on to the grass not even stopping to shut her door. She was dressed in a t-shirt and pj pants too!
"No, oh no, oh—how did this happen?" He followed her to the scene of the crime and sheepishly cringed. "I wasn't... watching where I was going..."
She turned on him and looked angry, it surprised him. Anger didn't seem like an emotion she owned.
"Are you that terrible person who was crashing down the street blasting your awful music!?" Kai's mouth dropped, "Awful! My music isn't awful!" She gave him an appraising look and stomped back to her front door. "If you don't want this to get bad for you, you better be gone in an hour. I don't care how you do it! Just don't come back."
She reached her house, stomped inside and slammed her little white door.
Kai stood open mouthed. It happened so quickly. He rushed up to her door and knocked hastily, there was no response. "Ma'am! Uh, Ma'am! Please, don't be upset, I wasn't trying to crush your... postbox!" He liked the way it sounded, all prim and prancey. She stayed silent. He knocked harder. "Please! Open up!" More silence. "Fine then," And he tried to make his voice sad and dejected and as miserable and guilty as he could. "I'll just go over to my car... and I'll call a tow truck... and just... leave." He made little patting sounds with his feet and waited.
More silence. Then, just as he was giving up hope there was a little clicking sound as the door opened again.
She peaked out at him, her cheeks a little red and her eyes bright. "Fine. You can come in Kai." He stepped away, "How... Do you know my name?" She let out a little laugh, like chimes in a breeze. "Every one knows you, red ninja and all that. Lover boy, player, hot headed, cool headed, and a lot of other nicknames too." She opened the door all the way in a more inviting way, "Sorry I got so mad. I still am. I think." She shook her head, a strand of curly hair tucked behind her ear falling louse. "I'm also a fan though, and I got excited." Kai winked at her, "I'm a fan now too." He extended a hand, "The names Kai." She tried not to smile back but took his hand, "My name is Siya or something. I'm not going to sue you. No worries." He sighed with exaggerated relief. "Great."
She almost blushed as she said, "You want tea or something?" He grinned wider. "I'd love some."