Jacques, CRUMBLE

The Encounter

Life. The cycle all living specimen goes through. It was all pointless! So emotionless. It's always the same; birth, toddler, child, teen, adult, grandparents; then die. Some people don't even get to see half of it. Some may be fortunate to go through it all. And some, well some die at birth or childhood. Humans enjoy life as though nothing bad can happen, as though life can go on, and everything is worth it. Maybe for famous, legendary people like Columbus, or Hudson. Otherwise, it's pointless. You live, and eat, spend millions of dollars, but for what? You die in the end. I thought of my life like this for the longest time in my world?

My life was a blank page. I could never be tainted by anyone else. My hair is plain brown, and my eyes are boring green. My life seemed plucked out of thin air. It just came to me; eat oatmeal, walk to school, ignore snobby girls and boys, and never speak to anyone because I'm just too good for them. Dogs? Gross; never would I ever pet them. The disgusting filthy animals that roll in the mud. Ignored. But on this particular day, June 1st 2012, my birthday, I met a girl walking at the park. Yeah, well, I never intended to meet her, but I guess fate took me to her.

"Hi! I'm Sarah Bermings. How are you today?" said the girl. I ignored her. I picked up where I left off and started walking. Sarah snatched my hand. "Do you want a cookie? I brought the best I could find, double chocolate chip chunk cookies!" she exclaimed excitedly.

"No," I said rather flatly, "leave me alone random -girl -I -don't- know." I pulled my arm away from her soft grip and started walking again.

"Oh okay! See you tomorrow!" Sarah blah blah said.

"Pfft," I replied. And walked faster than I did before as I didn't want her to grab my hand and ask if I wanted to go to her house to have a tea party now. "Yuck," I said to myself, "girls." I grabbed a tack from my pocket and saw a little girl exclaiming "Oh! What a pretty bawoon! I wike it!" I swiftly walked up to her, held my chin high, grabbed her balloon and popped it. "Here," I said. "The newest model from 'Jacque's laboratory.' You should feel proud that you are holding something I did." And I left. Ignoring the stupid cry of a girl. I turned around and was face –to – face with the Sarah girl. "Hi!" she whispered.

"Leave. Me. Alone. Now!!!!!"

Sarah stared. I thought that was the end of it. "Why?" she blurted.

I reached my limit. Calmness was not a choice now. "Keep your mouth closed!" rudely, just like I wanted.

She stared astonished. Her mouth trembled, and then smiled. Odd. Very odd. "What voice you have!" she said as she giggled and squeaked and yelped and smiled.

This was torture. It's getting kind of old now, but I should walk away, but every time I do, she's got me AGAIN. "What do you want from me?! I have tried to ignore you, you persistent girl!" Once again, I thought my mouth and head were blowing fumes like a corn pipe.

"Yippee! You're into the spirit now!" said the giggling girl. "What's your name?"

My name, she doesn't know. My point and chance to escape. "Matthew Bottoms, Sarah Bermings. Nice to meet you." Lie. My best escape possible of the day. She'll try to call me, and she won't find me at all, there is no Matthew Bottoms in this town. My encounter of the stalking girl is now closed.

"That's a funny name, Matthew Bottoms." She slurred the pathetic name like she's savoring a breath mint. "Matt-hew-Bot-toms." This was beyond annoying. While she slurred 'Matthew Bottoms', I sped walked to my beautiful mansion. Sanctuary. Cake and cookies were waiting for me. It's my birthday, everyone should revolve around me. My birthday matters.

"Your cookies, Sir, also your milk. Enjoy! Please come down at 7:00 pm for dinner." said the butler. The butler. I shot him an evil look and he took back the dinner part. "Or not." I said. He nodded. Feeling unstoppable was taking control of me. I stormed up to my room, closed the door, and an unpleasant surprise was there.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" I yelled. Sarah just winked and giggled. Stupid giggling girl.

"*giggle!!* Hello Matthew Bottoms! I suppose that isn't your name but since you introduced me to it, I'll call you that from now on." Sarah laughed her mouth wide opened with cookies.

Cookies? My cookies! "You stole my cookies?!" I shrieked. Flinging my arms to show more irritation. As you might've not known, I'm quite skinny for a cookie lover. My weight is quite stable; I must've inherited it from my mom, and my height from my dad. "That's it! Out... out... out... out... out!" That was not a good thing to say, because I have no idea how I should get her out without my nurses, butlers, maids and pets noticing her. If they did, that would be the end. I stuffed another cookie in her mouth and was about to shove her down the laundry chute when...

"Is that you sir Jacques?" said the beautiful maid. "Sir? I have your gift in the shoot too! It's quite fragile, be careful with it! It's made by that fine dad of yours in British Columbia. The government sent it, as it is the last thing of your dad's."

"mmmmmmmppphhh" said Sarah as cookie bits splattered all over my finest clothing.

I shoved another cookie in her mouth and said "Marice! Fetch me some more cookies!" No please or thank you. It was an order. "Shhhhhhh! Sarah! Keep your disgusting mouth CLOSED!" Very ,very, very rude.

She laughed opening her black hole with cookie crumbs spilling out the sides and front of her mouth onto the $10000 mat. Horror. My very favorite shirt and my very expensive mat was now polluted from Sarah Bermings. I could just imagine me having her arrested and having it in the popular newspaper saying 'Sarah Bermings, vandalism in an expensive mansion, accused for cookie crumb spilling on expensive furniture. WATCH OUT.' I shook my head wishing I hadn't gone to the uncivilized park and met ... her.

"Cookies Sir Jacques! Shall I leave it in the front of your door or come in?"

"Come in!"

"Leave it out!" I shot Sarah the look of disgust.

"Pardon? Sir Jacques, are you okay?" the maid said rather confused. "I don't understand what you said, out or in?"

"OUT!!!!!" I screamed feeling disorganized. This was too much for me! It was too much in the beginning, meeting Sarah was too much. "Get out. I need some rest time. Good bye." I grabbed her T-collar and kicked her out, grabbed my cookies and slammed the door. I picked up the unappetizing cookie and shoved it in my mouth. Sarah. I left her unattended! It was too late, Sarah was spotted in my house. MY house!

"Sir Jacques, there is a girl in this house and I have no idea who it is." said the maid.

I felt faint. TOO MUCH GOING ON IN ONE DAY THAT IS ANNOYING ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Life is killing me.

"It's Sarah Bermings, a girl I met at the park today., Please tell her to get out of here!" I grabbed a cookie and shoved it into my cookie-craving mouth. "Pand phell her po pever come back again!"

I swallowed hard as my crumbs fell onto the antique carpet and into the cracks in the hardwood. My room looked dark. Sarah contaminated my room. Hate spread around me as my room now looked like that dog rolling in the mud. "Jamie?! Get me my cookies and milk, and I demand you to decorate my room and clean it even better!" My room didn't need any more cleaning, but I was feeling grouchy.

Jamie, the maid, came rushing in with the sugar coated cookies and grabbed the milk. She rushed down the stairs, got out the vacuum and bowed. "Yes sir! I'll call you when I'm done, so please help yourself to the cookies in the kitchen and milk. The Butler is downstairs if you need anything else."

I raised an eyebrow and she started vacuuming. Life will be back to normal. No Sarah, no annoying parks, no dogs, just cookies, milk and maids. This was my perfect life. I remembered the Sarah and kept her encounter as a reminder; no going to parks to avoid annoying girls. Now that I have my best friends, cookies and milk, I feel satisfied in where I am right now. Until Sarah poked her head through the window. No. I thought. No, no, no, no, no!!!!!!

She smirked. "Ready for an adventure?" I was about to reply "NO!" but instead she said "Then get your pack ready!" and she left.