The Alien Girl: A Novella

Part 1: Teenage Love Cycle

Part 1:A Teenage Love Cycle

The year was now 1993, and Ron was on the school bus as he was headed to high school (most people make fun of him that he still does not have his permit while being 17 years old). Ron wished he ended up like his brother Jack was when he was his age, but he didn't end up being like his brother. Jack had a pompadour, and the girls fell in love with him because of his baby skin and his muscular body; Ron was the exact opposite (His name really seemed to prove so). Ron was a rather scrawny kid, but he did have a two pack at least. He had short black hair that he never styled, so it just flowed in a wavy style. He never knew why it did it because nobody in his family had wavy hair like he did, but he likes how it looks on him. He also has a stubble of a bear on his chin; he was going for a Goatee look on his face. His choice of clothing was somewhat similar to Jack at least. Jack gave him his heavy metal shirts that he used to wear, but Ron never got too much into the older Metallica or any of the other bands that Jack listened too. He did listen to a few songs on Megadeth's cassettes along with some of Metallica's, but he preferred to listen to more of a variety: Ice Cube, Nirvana, and Pearl Jam were his top favorites.

Ron did secretly have a driver's license, but it isn't exactly real. It is a false identity, but his parents believe it is real because they 'rely on his brother' (just another excuse they do so they can procrastinate driving into town; who enjoys driving to town anymore?) Ron was a little excited for today because Jack said he had a gift for his birthday today, November 28, 2017, and Ron thinks it is going to be the Plymouth Fury he dreamed of.

Ron was insanely addicted to Stephen King at the time. He always gets into little phases in which he will cling onto something, but he gained this after seeing his little sister dead in the car crash. He started off by reading Carrie, and he decided to read every little book that Stephen King ever made. Currently he was enjoying Skeleton Crew because The Mist was a very interesting book. He keeps his ideas about his books to himself because his parents are very religious, and they would scold him if he revealed his dark opinions. Little did they know that he was working on a novella about another car that killed people for sport.

A few hours passed by as Ron was gazing in his last period. Kids were walking out and into the classroom he was in to get to their places, and he was the first kid to sit down when he enters the classroom. He does this so he can see the girl of his dreams. She sits directly in front of him, and he is glad she does so. This girl, Pat, has a good friendship with Ron. She never judged him for his scrawny size or how nerdy he was, she liked his attitude. If you were to ask and describe Pat to Ron, he could tell you right away what she looked like: Curly brown hair with brown eyes and a good body to him (she was not scrawny, she was barely considered husky). He always had some sort of gaga on her ever since she broke up with her last boyfriend, and he comforted her during her troubling times as he was hoping maybe one day she would say something romantic to him to hint she loved him just as much as he loved Pat. He snapped out of this little zone-out session, and he saw that Pat was already in her seat, and she was waving her fingers everywhere. "Earth to Ron!" She called out as she giggled once he snapped into place

"Huh? Oh I am so sorry Pat! I was just thinking was all."

"What were you thinking about?"

"Oh you know: just your ordinary stuff."

"And just what may be your own personal stuff?"

"Uhh.. Stephen King novels."

"Spit it out already jeeze! No need to hide it from me, I am not one of your religious parents!" She chuckled, and he felt bad that he was not explaining much to her anymore. He knows that he is not talking to her about Stephen King much because his heart wants him to make hints that he loved her, so he did not say anything. Because she did ask to talk to her about his books, he did as she asked. He talked to her for a good long while as he went into every little detail he could possibly remember. Pat simply giggled. "Glad you and I are understanding the book the same way then." Ron was about to say something about what she had just said, but she got up as he saw how the clock read five minutes until 2:30 pm. "Look Ron," Pat said, "I did read the book you were talking about just to see if you were lying about certain things so you could impress me, but you impressed me that you literally talked as if you had the book in your hands! One day you also need to show me your guitar skills. See ya later bud!" She waved goodbye to him as the bell rang, and she pulled out her small skateboard, but people nick-named them a Penny Board for some odd reason. Ron could not help bud look at her nice body, and he saw her clothes: She had on a pair of plain black high-top Converse, ankle high socks that were black and had a white strip near the end of the socks, jeans with holes in them, a Pearl Jam shirt, a beanie, and she had a pair of glasses that looked like something Ozzy Ozbourne would wear; the circular glasses. He got up himself, and he walked out of the classroom as he began to think to himself about how he would even approach her if he did decide he was going to ask her out. What did she really enjoy about him that would make it worth to ask her out? His thoughts all went away once he saw the present Jack mentioned about: it was the 1958 Plymouth Fury. Ron did not say a word, and he hopped right into the car. He felt the steering wheel of the car as he smiled and leaned back as he buckled his seatbelt, and he cut on the music to hear Rock You Like A Hurricane play by The Scorpions. He then drove off. He never saw that Pat watched him by the end of the school. She herself liked spending time with him, but she never understood him well. He always seemed like there was something he was hiding from her, and he was going to find out shortly.