Chapter 1 martes (That's a Spanish Tuesday)

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Chapter 1

(I don't know why in Spanish the days aren't capitalized. If you know I'll give you a virtual dollar to spend in one of our many virtual stores. There's a sale tomorrow so act fast!)

[You are now in a story within a story]

T. U. E. S. D. A. Y.

8 : 3 0 A. M.

A.T.   S.O.M.E. H.I.G.H.  S.C.H.O.O.L.

[The letters are typed in like a spy movie or maybe ninja, Shinobi! see the video!]

We were back in school again from a three day weekend. Monday was President's day I think...

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"It was President's Day," Howard said eyeballin' me.

"Oh, like I'm the keeper of days!" It would actually be kinda cool to be the keeper of days.The first thing to go would be Mondays and next would be mornings. People who like getting up in the morning are just weird. And maybe I could toss in a Holiday for August, it's a plain month that nobody really likes because it makes the end of summer. Anyway.

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Yeah, President's Day, we didn't go to school cause of that.

I went straight to Mr. MacMillian's class instead of roaming the early morning halls like I normally did because I didn't have the energy to stand the extra time. Since I was spending quality time with my PS3 into the wee hours of the night.

"Binder, did you stay up all night?" their words were muddle by my lack of caring to hear what they had said. I still can't believe I'm still being called Binder after all these years. Just cause I said I wanted to be like Bender from Futurama in fifth grade.

"Harg," I let a sound escape from my throat in response. I wasn't really all the sleepy my eyes just burned from staring at the screen all night.

"What's up with this kid?"

I look up as soon as I heard Howard's voice. He owed me five bucks and I was fully prepared to pull a 'Stewie Griffin' if I had to!

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"Like you could," Howard interrupted again. I don't know how I'm going to explain anything being stopped every five seconds.

"You wanna go four eyes?" He didn't even wear glasses, but that was all I could think of. I'm not an on the spot kinda guy. Abel was trying to hold in his laughter because he didn't want to face the red-headed fiery.

"My suitcase is packed!"

"I...what?" Sometimes I wondered, why was I even friends with Howard. I can't really stand him, he gets on me all the time, and he says weird stuff like that. Nobody moved or made a sound until Tory burst  out in a fit of giggles.

 She started waving her hands about in front of her face. "I'm sorry, sorry. You guys are just too stupid. Just keep going."

"Yeah, whatever," I eyeballed them all, daring them to interrupt me again.

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"Where's my mo..." I started, but then I got a good look at 'em. "Do you have a medical condition? Or is your upper lip really that cold?"

"Ha Ha. You're hilarious." Ah, sarcasm, I wish they had that as a class instead of English.

"This I know," I replied back in a quick fashion.

"This," Howard pointed to the copper colored Caterpillar about his lip, "is the symbol of a man. Peach fuzz is all a boy, like yourself, can get."

I shook my head, the poor boy was so mislead. "First off girls our age don't like that kinda stuff. Right, Tory?" Look at her over there, sitting in that desk acting like she didn't hear me, pretending to do math homework she forgot about. While she is really over there writing Mrs. Silver all over her notebook. That's right, I know her girls think. She wants me! "Tory!"

"Huh?" she didn't even look up, playing hard to get. I understand.

"You agree with me, right?"

"Yeah, sure. I'm trying to finish this before class starts."

"You heard her, that's proof. Secondly, you look like a guy who would go after a girl that's like eight. With the bowl hair cut and the fur you look like a pedophile. Did you have any trouble coming to school this morning? I know you pass by a park on the way."

Before Howard had a chance to give a comeback, Mr. MacMillian came in and the bell rang. Making it Score one for me and a big fat zero for Howard!

(Story Within a Story Pause)

"Since lunch is over we can pick this up after school if you guys want," I stood up from the table.

"And since when I have I been in love with you, Binder?" Even though Tory was trying to sound mad the pink tint on her cheeks were telling another story.

"For forever," Axel and Abel said together.

I nodded my head, "that sounds about right."

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(This is short because I have to get ready to go to work. I had a teacher named Mr. MacMillian in the 4th grade. He loved Jelly filled donuts from Krispy Kreme and he was bald.

The next chapter will be out when I post it!)

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