Generation Infinosil

Chapter Forty

Chapter Forty - Kaitlyn

2050

"Bye Mum, bye Dad!" I called out my bedroom window. They were going on a camping trip, leaving me alone with Shane. Except they weren't aware of the "with Shane" part.

"Oh, you're awake, we didn't want to wake you up." My Dad said.

"Bye honey, be good, we left you some pancakes on the table." My Mum added.

"Thanks, see you soon." I replied.

"See you soon!" They both chanted simultaneously, as they got into the car and drove off.

My first thought was: I better tidy up a bit, Shane's coming later.

My second thought was: Mmm, a pancake sounds really good right now, tidying can wait.

I looked at my phone and saw that it was half 7, "wow, time goes really quick when I'm talking to Shane." I thought, it had been only half 6 when he called. I didn't feel like going back to sleep, even though I had told Shane that I should.

A bundle of nerves suddenly hit me. Shane was coming to my house, and I hadn't seen him since he visited me in hospital, since I think we almost kissed. "Was he really about to kiss me?" I thought, "did he really want to or did he feel sorry for me or something? Or did he just want to kiss someone and I happened to be there? No, Shane wasn't like that, was he?"

After asking myself that question, I asked myself if I really knew much about Shane at all. I knew his favourite film was Forrest Gump, I knew he was there for me when I needed him in hospital and when I needed him at the fire assembly point. I knew that I wanted to be around him and felt like that was where I belonged. I knew that he made me laugh but also drove me mad at times. I knew that he really cared for his Mum, which was very sweet. I knew he was incredibly easy on the eye and that he pretends to be some tough, confident guy, when deep down he's actually very shy and sensitive.

In fact, I actually did know a fair amount about him. I knew some things about Shane that I bet no one else in the school knew, I bet he hasn't told anyone else about his accident and I bet no one else could see through his confident exterior, considering that he seemed quite shocked for me to have done so.

And then I realised something that was vital. I still didn't know if Shane believed me about the accident, I had to do something about that. And then it hit me, I bet my parents had some photographs somewhere, photographs of me after I came out of hospital. My parents recorded everything with photos and wrote down the date on the back of each one, along with a description of what was happening. "I'm sure they took photos of me when I first came back home." I told myself.

So it was decided, I was to search for the photo albums that were stored somewhere in my Mum and Dad's room. Then, when Shane arrived, I would look through them with him and try to find some proof of my accident. I crept into their room, despite the fact that it's not like they would have heard me even if I stomped like an elephant, they were miles away by now. "Where would the albums be?" I asked myself, trying to put myself in my Mum's shoes. It would have been my Mum who decided where to put them, she was the organised one.

"Think Kaitlyn, think." I said to myself, "where would my Mum keep something special to her? She'd want it close to her, so near her side of the bed." Looking around the room, I didn't know where it would be, it would be too big to be in her bedside cabinet draw, she kept them all as paper copies rather than on discs like most people do now-a-days. I looked under the bed but it was spotless, only a few pairs of my Dad's shoes were under there.

I slumped on the bed, ready to give up when I had an idea; I led down and pretended that I was my Mum, getting into her usual sleeping position. When I opened my eyes, bingo, I found it. It was right in my Mum's line of vision, a dusty suitcase on top of the wardrobe. As soon as I spotted it, I recognised it. My parents showed me the contents of that suitcase over and over when I first came back from hospital after my accident. They thought it would bring back some memories. Needless to say, it didn't.