Preknowings: Success Always Fails (PUBLISHED ON AMAZON)

Ready for Action

On April eighteenth, the day of the helicopter ride, Pauline grabbed her rope and I left the note for my parents on my pillow. It was Monday. A school day. I usually hate Mondays, but today I was in a great mood and adrenaline rushed through my veins. My parents would be expecting me to be at school, but when I didn't come home, they would search all over the house and in my room for me and find my note. Also, Pauline had gotten permission to skip school today. She would be tying me up and pushing me out of a helicopter today. This would be interesting. As I was walking out the door to go to school, my mom asked, "Why is your backpack so.... big?" "It's show and tell today;"I answered, "I'm bringing a few of my model cars." "Oh," Mom responded, "I didn't know kids your age still had show and tell." "Well, we do." I replied, "Except it only happens once a month and it's optional." Mom nodded. She looked slightly confused. "Bye," I said and gave her a kiss on the cheek. I left. This is just the beginning.

I had the dream twice more on the helicopter ride. Pauline and I talked about the plan one more time, out of earshot of course, from her dad, Phil Martin, and Kevin, the copilot. The rope lay coiled up in the corner. Kevin gave us coloring books, markers, and crayons. Why? We were in seventh grade. Didn't he know that? Despite the childish activity, Pauline and I had coloring contests, but when we got tired of those, we got our phones out and played games. Then I took a nap for another hour. It was a really, really long ride. It lasted almost all day. Finally, at five o' clock, Mr. Martin shouted over the noise of the propellers, "We'll be there in a couple of minutes!" And I waited, eager to get off my ten-hour flight. "Ready?" Pauline asked. "Ready," I said uncertainly. I grabbed my bookbag and gave Pauline the rope.