A Twist Of Fate Confuddles Flash And Distorts Zoom

Zoom: 3rd November 1976

Dear daily diary,

Right now I am walking down my street debating wether Flash will turn up to shooting.He was meant to meet me 10mins ago but he didn't turn up.Although it is raining, I will not let him miss the shooting so I am walking to his house.I just hope he is ready to grab breakfast.

Someone drives past me pushing water into my face.Would people please consider others?The rain is hammering in my face as I trapce up a never-ending hill.The wind blows encroaching on the space I am making.Plus the cold dawns on my limbs seizing them up.Finally ,the never-ending hill ends with Flashes house .I am wet,cold and wind swept with no sight of Flash.Giving up,I turn around and head back the way I came.Guess what? There he is at the corner waiting for me where I waited for him.Behind him,I wave my arms madly in the air shouting his name: "Flash!" He turns around. "Late are we?" he replies . Have you seen my shovel? Because we were in for some digs today...

By now ,fortunately ,it has stopped raining and we're walking to the breakfast place across the road.Berries the place is called ,which is unusually strange as the menu has no berries in it what so ever and the owner is called Bella.We are in the place with my finger drumming against the table deciding what to have.Flash has already ordered.Constantly, he is tapping his foot and tutting at me, due to the time I am taking to decide.From the prodding ,I eventually choose a pancake with maple syrup.Then I want to change my mind but it is too late.Next time mabey .We walk (Flash) or limp (Me) out of the café .Suddenly,Flash realises I am limping due to his karate moves on me a day ago. "Sorry," he mumbles."Don't worry, I forgive ," I whispered back.After,we move on and call up a taxi for a ride to the shooting.Keep the good temperament up I tell myself.