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I sighed wistfully as I toyed with my pencil. I was doing my geometry homework in the kitchen where my mom was trying to roast chicken for dinner. So far, she’s not doing so well. I mean, she makes great food and all that good stuff, but when it comes to preparing chicken, well, you could say it’s like wrestling a fat sumo. Yes, I mean it, of course. Right now, my mom’s trying to take the guts out of the chicken. I shuddered as she did that. She nearly fainted when she discovered a patch of eggs in there. I wanted to puke, but I didn’t. Instead, I tried to focus on my homework. It was very frustrating and my head was still dizzy from the desk incident. I pushed away my homework and thought about something else. That something else was Nick. Nick Duso. We were having such a great time during science until she butted in. Huh, Nick. That name kept on popping up in my head for some reason. It was terribly annoying. Just then, the phone rang. “Umm, Sky? Could you get that? I don’t think I want chicken guts all over the phone,” my mom said, nervously.
Hey, she had a point there. I looked at her hands and looked away. You did not want to know what was on her hands. I picked up the phone and said, “Hello?”
“Hey Sky! What sup?” greeted a voice.
I smiled when I heard that voice. That could only belong to Jake.
“Hey Jake. I’m doing ok,” I replied, walking out of the kitchen and into my room.
I must have sounded gloomy because Jake asked, “Hey, you ok, Sky? You sound sad,”
“Oh, nothing. It’s nothing at all,” I replied, plopping onto my squeaky bed.
“Are you sure? I mean, I can come over if you want me to,” suggested Jake.
I was about to say no, but then he said, “All righty! I guess that’s a yes! I’ll be over your house in a jiffy!”
I rolled my eyes and answered, “Fine, you could come over, but don’t enter the kitchen. You do not want to know what’s going on in there. See ya later,”
When Jake hung up, I got another call. I gasped when I heard who was talking. “Umm, hi, is this Sky?”
“Uhh, yes. This is Sky,” I replied.
It was Nick Duso. Nick. Calling me. At this time of day. Can you believe that?
“Oh cool. I just wanted to call to ask you what was for geometry homework,” he said.
“Oh, umm, the homework was to do #3-23 odds,” I answered, confused.
Nick was extremely organized. How could he have forgotten to write down the homework for geometry?
“Thanks. Uhh, I don’t know how to say this. I didn’t call you for the homework. There’s something I need to talk about,” explained Nick, nervously.
“Umm, sure,” I replied, wondering what the heck was he was going to talk to me about.
When Nick was about to tell me, the doorbell rang. Nick also had heard it and asked, “You have visitors? I’m so sorry to interrupt you guys. I’ll call back at a more convenient time ok? Bye,”
Before I could uttered a word, he hung up. Huh. I wondered what was it that did Nick wanted to talk about? I shrugged and opened the door. The person at the door pounced on me before I could even greet them. "Oof! What do you think you're doing barging into someone's house??" I shouted, pushing the stranger off.
The stranger was Jake Moud, who had that retarded goofy smile on him again as he got up. I rolled my eyes. I burst of laughing when he started to jump on me again and tickles me.
"Ahhh!!! Dude, stop!!!" I yelled, trying to shove him off.
When Jake stopped, my sides were burning and there were tears in my eyes. Jake could make anyone laugh, either if they wanted to or not. I sighed and jumped on the couch.
"Something's on your mind. What is it?" asked Jake, sitting right next to me.
That's something special about Jake. He's not one of those guys that likes to talk a lot about themselves and cares about only themselves. Jake is a kind, understanding guy that will make you spill out everything about what's going on in your life. And that's what I exactly did.