The visitorA Chapter by EnigmaThe story is continued..."Dh...Dhruv?!" I stammered. "Yeah! What's going on, Siya? Tell me" he demanded. "I.. umm... I was just...ermm… kidding" I tried to sound a bit funny as if it was all a lame joke but I must tell you, it wasn't very convincing. "Stop lying" he sighed SCREWD! The word was banging inside my head. I didn't know what to say. But then I decided to finally let him know about our bet. I knew that if Amber got a wind of this, she'd kill me or rather call me a 'cheat'. But I was done lying to him and I hated myself for doing that. To think I was the one who came up with this bet. After listening to me for what seemed like an eternity I heard him over the phone. I couldn't make out any words, it seemed as if he was thinking 'aloud', making noises of that sort. "And I'm begging you not to tell Amber about this, please!" I pleaded. He cannot give me away, I said to myself. "I think I better tell you this... No. Forget it!” he said. “What?” “Just tell me why the hell did you two decide to pick on me?” I didn’t want to tell him what Amber had thought of the after school between him and me so I (once again) lied in his face saying that it was just a random choice. “Sure you’re not lying AGAIN?” Oh! Let me just believe me… “No, Dhruv. I’m not.” It was after two long hours that Amber called me. I told her that I’m finishing up this lame bet and she won’t tell Dhruv any more of such crap. She sighed “Alright Siya. I understand. It was a bit harsh and stupid on our part to do something like that. Next time, I’m setting up the deal” saying this she hung up. I lied on my bed thinking all sort of things. I pictured myself apologizing, feeling embarrassed and yet, smiling. It was too cute to resist somehow. And I fell into deep sleep. “DAMN THIS CLOCK! I’m late again” I cursed my alarm clock which was lying innocently on the rug as if somebody had slapped it. Who other than me? The reason why I never get up early is because my body moves in sleep and performs ‘actions’ without me wanting to. So every time an accursed alarm disturbs me in sleep, my hand knocks it down only to wake up afterwards and realizing how late I would be that day. I jumped into my clothes, ran down the stairway only to be welcomed by the sarcastic comments of my mother. I admit it, I was very rude to talking her yesterday. But as a ‘human’ I don’t expect to hear my first words of the day as ‘lazy’, ‘indisciplined’, and what not. I hate mornings because I’m always late and my mom is always ready with new sarcasms to ruin my mornings. At times like this, I wish I woke up to an empty house. I didn’t even bother to look up into the kitchen and ran straight out of the house. My mom came to the door and shouted after me but I couldn’t make out what. I reached school panting. The bell had rung, the gates were closed and Amber was standing outside. “Adios amigo” she said “That means ‘bye’ by the way” I said, smiling. “Oh! Whatever” she smirked. I noticed her eyeballs were red as hot iron. And something about her face gave a hint that she had been crying for a long time. “Hey! Are you okay?” I asked. The smile from her face vanished. I saw her trying to force it back but she couldn’t. “Hey! Let’s bunk the school today. It’s Saturday anyway and I’m in no mood to study math for two whole classes” I told her and pulled us both toward her scooter. I had to tug at her because she was going limp and was very quiet. “Let me be your honorable driver today, Miss Amber” I smiled as I took her scooter keys from her. We drove down to my house which was empty. My mom was off to her own school where she works as a primary teacher. I opened up the door and stumbled inside. I took another step and fell face down. “Now I understand why your mom calls you a lazy a*s” Amber said from behind. “she doesn’t call me that…only the first word” I replied trying to get up in a sophisticated way. “I think I’ll start putt the shoes in their places” It took us less than ten minutes to change into casuals and fix a sandwich for both of us. I put on Amber’s favorite song “I just want you to know” by Backstreet Boys on my CD player. After eating and dancing and a bit of singing, we settled down to chat. I could see that she was feeling better. That moment I felt so good inside that I went up to her and hugged her. “Hey! What are you doing?” “Whitewashing the ceiling, what do you think?” I laughed. Before we could start getting on with our talks, my doorbell rang. We gave each other confused looks. Suddenly, my face lost its color. “What if it’s my mom?” I stammered. I know, I wasn’t a very obedient child or anything, but I was, at times like these, really terrified of my mother. “No way!” she whispered. We both crept down the hall and stood in front of the main door. Amber looked through the peep hole and smiled. “Well, who is it?” I said out loud. “See for yourself” she replied grinning widely and opened the door in such a way so that she hid behind it. “Dhruv?” I said in a shocked tone. Oh man! Why was he here?? © 2008 EnigmaAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on December 23, 2008 AuthorEnigmaIndiaAboutHi, I'm Preeti. Nice to meet you! I found this place around the same time I found my love for writing. To be honest, it was a time back when I could write. And I did, oh so much. I found words to b.. more..Writing
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