All That They Can Not See

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Donny darted a look of uneasiness while leaving as the bell rang for dispersal of students.He was with Fredrick, who was kind of like him, a little smarter or maybe comical. But that humour of ninja  maybe didn't appeal to Ms. Andria Gonzales much.

They both didn't want to 'get along' with me anyway. My mind was riding at different possibilities, so I was getting bit unsure about stuff happening right in front of me.

How could donny be just so insecure suddenly? It can't be. The spider thing? Was Donny really referencing my life parallel to James and the giant peach story?.It can't be. Just a coincidence of names. He's just a bully.I focused my thoughts to something else.

After school there  would be friends  in the ground to play.I needed to rush home. I ran down the stares through some crowd of people and almost knocking my foot on a high edge and rebalancing myself back  in the air.

I wish getting away from math's was as easy as going from one street to another.No headache.No scary teachers.No Ms.Linda. That evil laugh
echoed in my ears.

I hope she doesn't come into my dreams.Cursing math's is what Ms.Linda does not like, it makes her look like a nasty monster. Really nasty.

Imagine she's all poker facer. Suddenly the chubby blonde wearing specks not even of her own size, starts changing expressions.

Any kid will know about it when she twitches her one eye and narrows it toward a small little innocent kid like me.Like me. Then her body grows unusually bigger to defy. Maybe in others dream not mine.

Her skin.Her skin.It changes to brown fur like brown tentacles.Teeth turning all like a sharp razor,making her qualities resemble bear and a werewolf. The boy sweated heavily and quivered his lips as he doesn't seem to understand Algebra and made  fun of maths.

She laughs like an evil menace and as I said she's none less than a rotten green.Smelly poisonous drink.In an instant  some  kids turns to copy the answers instead, for to not face her craziness.

But I wish math's was ending, just like the way towards my casa, I mean towards my home.That's the word we use in our language.I didn't lived in Spain much.We are in America.Since my dad shifted his job.But after him nothing changed. I don't know where he is now.Lost.

I kept running.The three storied white house I lived in surrounded by not so ugly  broken dead branches and dark bushes, as Della our landlord used to say. Her laziness was disguised by fake representation of hope.Like seriously. Give them them  damn water!.

Sometimes it true, the grass is greener on the other side and so did my mom's little garden out  near the verandah.Pink flowers were blossoming leaving a scent of light hearted sweet Snacky food. But overall the area was dull.We need to do something about it.

A paper crackled under my shoes.It was a paper plane.A tickle passed up from stomach.I picked it up.

The door slammed  open and i rushed the plane inside.

'Swoosh! Passengers alert,here I come!'.

I hurried,flying the plane through my little hands.My foot tapped faster every minute.

"Oh,darling… don't run so fast". Her voice had a rich melody of smoothness.Her shoulder length haircut was more better than that of Della's,giving a shiny brown reflection.No makeup, just strong glow from her smile was enough.I dashed near the dinner table where she started serving for the plates for three of us

I started taking rounds of the table. "Swoosh!. Mom! sit inside, we are gonna take off soon!".

"Oh James", she frowned and smiled as she knew  to his happiness knew no bounds. She sat on her knees. " What is it?" Asked Meck.

"My dreams! they're gonna fly so high!"

Della turned and started closing her ear.

"What are you doing! Just sit young chap!" He turned.Della glared at me.

Seems like I still watch too much of cartoons. But I cannot stop comparing Della the witch to Mr. Bean's landlady. Atleast she isn't scary as Ms. Linda.

Meck glanced at Della and sighed.

"Jamie! Wait for me. I've missed the flight". She gently caught my arms and tickled. My laugh was not controllable this time.

"Now let's have dinner,enough games for right now,okay?"

Finally we sat in the dining area.The table was quite round, good and small. After all we lived on rent so we didn't need to spent on every furniture. Most things were Della's property. She was calmly eating right now. Like a bull digging it's head into the  food pot.One moment calm and then angry.I guess she's suppressing her anger I don't know. But she was into the lasagna made today.

I just glared at the food. But sometimes my anxiety comes up making a continuous tap on the floor. I know Meck could feel that. Maybe it was just the school thoughts. After we finished our dinner,mom spoke first.

'So…tomorrow's a special day!'She smiled as if she would  come and hug me.

'Oh! Don't tell me it's about that! Meck' Della growled.

I glanced at her in surprise.

"Is it about dad? I sprang up. Is he coming back?

'No,sorry about this Jamie,but he's busy'.

Della's mouth hung open, as if she heard something different.

"Oh come-on! Meck, don't you think–

Meck instantly cut Dellas words and proceeded.

I sat disappointed.Are they hiding something me about dad? I need to know.

'Don't be sad darling, we're going to the circus tomorrow!, and it's gonna be a really good day!'.

Meck seemed  to play with her last bite through the fork."and you know tomorrow who's coming as a special guest?

'What!, who?' I didn't stand this time, and Della was relieved for a moment.

'Meck came a little forward, Tom hanks!'

I sprang up,'What! Tom Hanks,the illusionist!?Let's go tomorrow!" I'm all in!'

The chair skidded back and fell backwards making a loud thud on the ground. I closed my eyes.

'You young chap can't you just sit!' Della yelled.

"Della,it's okay, it happens, weren't you a kid like him?.

'Of course not!,much disciplined' .She got up and went away into her room.

Before that,she gave a look of smashing me to pieces for the next  dinner.I didn't utter the next words until she was gone. I don't know sometimes my excitement knows no boundaries and that what leads me to be troublesome.

'Is it him,who we last saw on the NYC channel performing magic!'I asked.

'Yes!, now finish the rest of your meal!' she ordered.

'It's time for the pilot to play games with his friends, I must land to the ground station'.

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