"why is orange called orange, when in the real sense it's green in the outside and yellow in the inside".
"I don't know Irene"
"Do ants poo, I mean they're so tiny.....gosh how do they give birth"
"again, I don't know, go ask your biology teacher". I replied.
"now wouldn't that just be awkward". Irene says.
"oh so I don't feel awkward". I ask.
She scoffs.
"how can any situation be awkward to you, when you're an epitome of awkwardness". She says.
"OK that does it". I blurt, and stop abruptly and Irene crashes behind me, Good thing she isn't the one holding the shopping basket.
"you're embarrassing me". I say, gesturing to the people around us, already looking our way.
"says the person who'll do the exact same thing when we enter the gymnasium". She says.
"I'll sit at a corner and just watch you guys, or read this textbook I brought along". I reply.
"whatever, boring". Irene says.
This time she walks in front of me, while I select things of their shelves.
I wonder if Irene's gonna, drop out to go into gymnastics big time as a career, or just as a side thing and still attend school, because if she does attend high school, she'll know the kind of panic I go through, when your freaking final exams are at the corner.
"OMG.... Ivan is that you? ". I hear a female voice. I turn, and low and behold.
"oh hey Joyce, long time no see, what's up?". I gesture to hug her, but I'm blocked by two hefty men In black pants, black polo, tucked into their pants and held with a black belt.
"it's OK, I know him". Joyce says.
The body guards move to her sides and one asks.
"for how long?". One of them ask.
OK, he said what?!
"about a year and a half". She replied.
What? something twinkled in her eyes, maybe signaling me to play along.
"where?". The other guy asked again.
She sighed, like they're totally getting on her nerves.
"in the hospital, I and my parents went to....you know,for that charity visit".
Then they looked at me with expectant eyes.
"oh yeah...the one where my little sister was admitted on the sick bed, due to her fracture....and your parents who did charity for the exact hospital, we're taking a tour round the wards with you , came to our bed and gave us some words of comfort...yeah, that year, and that how we became friends". I babbled stupidly.
Joyce nodded in confirmation.
The body guards looked convinced, guess we pulled that little trick perfectly.
"excuse you, I've never had a fraction".
Crud, I forgot Irene exists in this mall.
The body guards then turned their neck to look at her.
"she's my cousin". I blurt.
Sad, that didn't convince them enough.
"can I just have like ten minutes with him please". Joyce pleaded.
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Nonfiksi17 year old Ivan Ian in his last year in high school. But is left with a question of what next, he doesn't just want to go to college or university like other people but wants to be outstanding and unique. With that he pulls all others with him th...
