Out of the Ordinary

Chapter 3: Rumors

"You guys will not believe what happened to me last night," I told my friends the next day at school while we're eating lunch. "I saw Old Man Handy yelling and stuff when he saw his car smashed up. I asked him what happened, and he said, 'someone smashed up my car with his bare hands.'"

"What kind of nut does that," Pam asked.

"That's what Old Man Handy said," I continued. "Anyway, I volunteered to find this person that ruined his car. So I went into the forest and looked for any clues."

"And did you find any?" asked Amy.

"Yeah," I said, "I found some neat clues. I saw some footprints and this big boulder that was punched right through the middle. I knew no tool could have done that. So I went on further and I saw—get ready for it—a for-real alien."

Amy rolled her eyes. "Oh, c'mon. Not that again."

"I mean it!" I said excitedly. "I saw an alien. Actually, it looked more human than alien, because he had no antennas or tail, he had a human figure. And, oh my God, his face was so beautiful. Oh, and I forgot to mention, I knew he wasn't out of this world because his skin was green."

"Sounds like he's a hot alien," said Pam, jokingly.

"Yep," I smiled. "But then he picked up a taser and accidentally pressed the button and got shocked. I was so scared I felt my heart dropped. But I helped him anyway and he turned out OK."

"Did you talk to him?" asked Amy.

"No, I didn't get a chance. I was too nervous and I thought he was going to kill me or something. But I noticed a car pulled up and it was my mom. She was upset that I went out of the house and into the woods. I was telling my mom about what I saw, but she didn't believe me."

"What happened to the alien?" Pam asked.

"Well, it seems like he vanished out of my sight. I don't know if he's still in the forest," I said.

Amy said, "It could have been a prank or something."

"No, it wasn't. I actually saw a green-skinned, human-looking alien."

"Maybe someone was playing a joke. It could have been make-up," Amy commented again.

I sighed frustratingly. "Can you just believe me?! I really saw it! With my own eyes! Why can't you believe me?" I turned to Pam. "Don't you believe me, Pam?"

"Sort of," she said.

"Listen, you guys," I said, "I know it might sound silly or made-up, but I'm not making this up! I really did see an alien. You gotta believe me. Besides, you guys are my friends. Can you please believe me."

They stayed silent for a second, looking at each other, not knowing what to say. Amy looked at the floor thinking of some words to say to me. Then she said, "Fine, we'll believe you, unless you show us proof."

"I will," I said. "I'll try to get some real proof."

"Get a life, Kaley, and smell the reality," said a voice behind me. My friends and I turned to see who it is. It was Carmen: the blond-haired, red lipped, model figure, and "prom-queen-wannabe" girl. She always comes to my friends and me just to be mean. I could never trust blondes, especially Carmen. She always thinks she is so special, and that she should be in the spotlight of every event in our school, included valedictorian. She was a typical mean girl. We could never stand her.

"What do you want, Car-Man?" I said rudely.

"Oh nothing, really," she said. "It's just that I couldn't help overhearing your story as I was passing by. Do you take pills before you go to bed?"