“Everyone thinks I’m weird.” –Melody (The Little Mermaid 2)
The next two hours until school finished were beyond hectic. First off, Nasira was panicked that if she didn’t go home and study right after school for a chemistry test she would fail, so there was that. Then I was having a back and forth texting conversation between my sister and I, as she wanted in on the adventure but was scared of taking the bus by herself to meet us at our school. Like I said, sheltered a bit too much, but what could you do? Finally there was the fact that we had no remote idea how to get from our school to Turtle Pond in Central Park. Everyone kept yelling at me for being so unprepared for everything, but I was a pretty much go with the flow type of person.
At 3:10 though, everything seemed okay for now, as Nasira, Rose, Serenity, Madison, Kiersten and I had finally boarded a BxM8 bus and now knew where we were headed, or close enough to it. Nasira had sat next to Serenity and Madison as they all were studying something about polar bonds that sounded like Latin. I was sitting in the middle of Rose and Kiersten, as we planned out where to go and where to eat some cheap food.
As I was starting to nod off, Kiersten poked my stomach and asked, “So I was just wondering, is this Jordan a girl or a guy?”
“Well,” I admitted “I hadn’t really thought about that, just assumed that it was a guy. I mean it always sounded like a guy. I hope it’s a guy.”
Rose nodded in happy agreement. All of us, except for Kiersten, went to Cress Green, which was an only girl school, which had its perks for not having to worry about what we looked like or anything, but we still missed the company of guys. Accompanied with the fact that, as Jordan stated, I didn’t have a life, so I never say guys except for my Dad and cousins… which wasn’t so ideal after a while, and I know they all felt the same.
Kiersten nodded in understanding before questioning, “Yeah I know you’re all deprived and whatever you think you are, but what if Jordan is a guy and like a really hot guy?”
Rose and I looked at each other confused before we both asked, “What the hell would be the problem with that?”
My little sister laughed at us before explaining something that might just so happen to be horribly true. “You wouldn’t think it’s a problem, but upon seeing him, he might even be just average. But because you guys haven’t really interacted with guys in a while, you might forget how to speak proper English or even move. You would all just stare at him like he’s the most beautiful thing you have ever laid eyes on. Then it’d be just me in the most awkward situation ever.”
Before I could even reply, Madison yelled from the seats in front of us, “It’s true! We would do that! We’d have so many feelings,” and then turned to consolation in Serenity, who only shoved her away when she tried to hug her. Goodness I hoped we wouldn’t end up like that.
We all hopped off the bus at Madison Avenue and 71st street, where we had to walk north for about thirty minutes. I checked my cell phone, which said that it was only 4. Perfect timing I thought as I patted myself on the shoulder. It was a pain to walk; my stomach was grumbling and Madison was trying to walk with her head on my shoulder to comfort her from her feelings. Despite that though and the fact that I was meeting so guy from the Internet to help me make a new city somewhere over the rainbow I couldn’t help but laugh.
Upon reaching Turtle Pond we all went and bought two hotdogs each, (I wondered how Nasira wasn’t getting sick of them already) as well as a Pepsi. There wasn’t much conversation, we were all just eating like a pack of hyenas and savoring every delicious bite of those hotdogs. Kiersten was finished first, and when trying to strike up a conversation failed her, she went over to the pond and tried to play with some of the ducklings.
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The Price of Our Dreams
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