Chocolate Emergency

Twenty-one Favor

Twenty-one Favor

      I was sat on the orange couch, wedged between Devlin and Yuv while they talked about something totally out of my understanding capacity. A steaming hot bowl of strawberry oatmeal was propped in my lap. I stuffed another spoonful of the gooey pink liquid. It scorched my tongue, leaving it numb for two seconds before becoming normal again.

          Bre and Brandon sat on the Prussian their legs pulled together with video game controllers in their hands as they played some sort of fighting videogame on the television screen. I could barely look at the television without wanting to throw up the entire bowl of oatmeal I had eaten.

          Lord of all things chocolate, how is killing and punching the guts out of 3D character considered entertaining? There were pools of blood and disarranged faces with massive scars surrounding Bre's character in the game who was wearing a tight red dresses and suicidal heels. Brandon's character was currently chocking a cop to death. The cop's nose was broken. Dark blood poured out of it. I averted my eyed and poked the glob of pink oatmeal.

          After Devlin had hugged me for exactly eight minutes and thirty –six seconds, he forced me to come outside into the living and join his friends from medical school. Brandon was in third year of med school with Devlin. Yuv was in his fifth year. It was his last semester in medical school after which he's going to be joining the interns. Bre was in her second year at Johns Hopkins.

          By just watching the group of friends, I figured the lines of friendship that ran along them were very deep. It was like they could understand each other by a simple look.

          When I stepped out of my room, I expected to receive a cold shoulder from Bre and everyone else but I got the opposite.  They were all really warm and nice to me. I felt really guilty for snapping at Bre earlier. If you ignore the consistent stream of profanities leaving her mouth, she is a really pleasant person (better than Devlin's sister actually).She asked me about what my hobbies were and trivial questions as such. I could tell she was trying really hard to be friends with me. I don't why though when I had been nothing but mean to her.

          "Isn't it cool?" Yuv nudged his shoulder against mine. I looked up at him, furrowing my eyebrows together.

          "What is?"

"That Scientist have been able to create an artificial strain of DNA using six nucleotides instead of four,"

I thought about it for a moment and then nodded my head.

"But there's no point of creating something that won't last in nature. The E.coli strain will just revert back to the four nucleotides sequence to survive. So the experiment is pretty much a waste," I replied.

          What? Don't look at me like that as if I'm an alien species sent from mars. I know I'm Alice Brown the girl who is on the verge of flunking American high-school but that doesn't mean I don't have any brains. I have plenty. The thing is I just don't use them in proper place and time.

          All of us have brilliant minds. The only thing that separates the good students from the bad ones is the amount of effort they put in. I've been on both sides of the door. I know what it is like to sweat buckets and lose yourself in books. I know what it is like to avoid books for the sake of sanity.

          "Exactly," Devlin snaked his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer to himself. His skin flush against mine. It took all my power to prevent myself from placing my head on his shoulder. "The experiment is of no use unless they find a way to express the DNA sequence as new strains of proteins,"