College

 “Whatcha got there, Chris?” my brother asked in a rapid manner, eyeing the large envelope addressed to me

“Just some college stuff.” I answered blankly, “D’you know where Mom’s at?”

Matt breathed calmly, “Oh, she’s in the basement on the treadmill. Who’s that from?”

“Scranton. I’ll show you in a sec,” I continued in an bland manner, in an awe-struck state. I headed straight downstairs.

“Hey Christopher, how was your day?” my Mom asked, inquisitive as ever.

“Oh you know, nothing much. Just got this,” in a rather poor poker-faced response.

“What’s this?” she continued.

“A letter…from Scranton.” I replied, breaking the monotone bluff.

“That’s great! Did you read it yet?”

“Nah, wanted you to see it too.”

“Well show me the money!” she exclaimed.

I read the letter off, and to my great relief, I was in. The further I got, the happier both me and my mother became. After reading it, she began to laugh,

“Did you show Dad yet?”

“Mom, I literally grabbed this in the mail like five minutes ago,” I responded, still fresh off the excitement.

“Well call him up!” she said barely containing herself. And almost right after, she retracted, “No, wait until he gets home!”

I chuckled a little bit, and in an accentuated swagger, “Well, alright, if you say so.”

“Do wait, he’s on his way home from Easton and he was stuck in traffic last I talked to him…that’ll make his day!”

“I figured, he called me before I left school about an accident or something.”

“Shouldn’t be much longer now, though.”

“We’ll see…so what’s the celebratory dinner then, huh?”

Author's Note

Not yet complete, just the dialogue.

Reviews

[rosesofgrey]

not bad, but several simple mistakes (college stuff,", a bland manner, my mom asked, and from Scranton,") as well as awkward phrasing and some unnecessary words and phrases.