Serendipity

Chapter Three

"Where have you been?"  My mother strolled out from behind the picket fence, her arms loosely wrapped within my father's.

"Walking?"

"Too many girls in there for you?"  When she joked, she shook her neatly curled hair a little.  "I bet your father could say the same thing."

"At least I can block it out with the football game.  Thank God Tom has a flatscreen.  70 inches, did you hear him say?  It's a shame you aren't into that, son.  You're missing out."

"Ha.", is all I could manage to scuffle under my breath.  "Maybe soon."

"How about next Sunday?  He invited me over again, I'm sure you could tag along.  Alyssa will be there."  Both my parents leaned towards me.  

"Uh, no, I-"  

The key my mom tucked between her fingers unlocked the front door to let us all in.  As usual, we slipped our shoes before I darted upstairs.  I grabeed my copy of Cannery Row and absorbed my body into my bed that I already outgrew, but continued to let my feet dangle from the edge.  I had never bothered to ask for a new one. 

A small buzzing sounded from around me.  Mum was always cooking no matter the time of day, so as usual, I shrugged it off as it could be he blender, or that new Ktichen Aid mixer I bought her for Christmas last year.  As time grew, so did the volume.  Slowly it formed from a buzzing, to full on noise.  Within minutes bass blasted mixed with heavy drumming and raspy vocals.  I threw down my novel and travelled accross my room to unlatch the window.  It stucky slightly, causing for me to apply more force than needed.  

Accross the road, the girl with the brown and red curly hair, had her head popped out the window.  She rested her elbows upon the ledge and seemed to be taking in the view from up above.  Almost like an angel amung her people.  

When she saw me, she smiled.  Her mom shouted, "Turn down the music!  Now!" so loud I'm sure those in London could hear it.  The smile vanished before she looked back inside for a minute, then back out at the stormy sky - a usual in our small town of Beverly.  The sound of what I guessed was rock and roll, continued to vibrate the each end, and everything in between of Rosy Court.  

I was more surprised she eventually stopped the noise, than if Diane were yell at her to.  I didn't see her after she popped back in, and I'm not sure what I was expecting.  I finally retreated to my bed once the cold began to nip at my nose, and my hands began to lose the feeling of one against another.  

After dinner, I laid in bed until the clock on my nightstand read 8:45.  My book remained untouch, and I didn't bother to climb underneath my sheets or remove myself from the khaki's my mom suggested I wear to this afternoon's party.  It was once the sun's natural light vanished from the sky, that I finally managed to sleep.

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