Sundays are the laziest days of the week. Most of the time, I would just lay around at home watching TV or fooling around on the internet. I still go out with my friends or my mom, but I like to relax more on Sundays.
After breakfast, I checked my cell phone to see if I have any messages. I got Amy's text message, saying she and Pam are coming over at my house. I texted her back saying that that would be fine. In no time, Amy and Pam showed up at my door.
I invited them in and led them up to my room. I told them everything that happened yesterday. I mentioned that Old Man Handy was having his very first interview with the alien, and how excited he was. I mentioned the exciting rave night I had with Dainu, and how he break-danced on the dance floor, discovering his new hidden talent.
Pam's jaw dropped in excitement, "Girl, I can't believe I missed the most incredible rave night with Dainu."
"I know," I said, flapping my hands. "You should've seen Dainu. He was really break dancing. He did the helicopter twirl, the head spin, and he even mastered the moonwalk. It was, like, totally amazing!"
"So?" Amy said flatly. "Everybody does that. Those dance moves are nothing new."
"But Dainu learned them out of the blue," I remarked. "At first he didn't know what dancing was, because he said that on his planet, he just listens to music, not dance. Once he got use to the techno music, he started feeling the beat and unleashed his talent he never knew he had. That's what makes it so special."
"Dainu's really getting used to our planet, after all," Pam said.
"Heck, yeah," I exclaimed.
"Where should we take him next," asked Amy.
"I don't know," I said, dropping my head onto my pillow.
"How about we go for some pool?" Pam suggested. "We can just chill there and teach him how to play."
"But there are a lot of people..."
"If we go now, we'll be the only ones there. Nobody goes for pool in the morning. It'll be perfectly safe."
"Great idea, Pam," I said.
"I know," Pam joked, flamboyantly fanning herself.
We burst out laughing when she said that.
By ten thirty, I got Mom's permission to go play pool, and followed my friends out the house to pick up Dainu. Pam was right; most people sleep in on Sundays since it's a lazy weekday. That's why I like to wake up at eight in the morning so I can go through the morning with some fun, and then by the afternoon, I relax. That's the reason why Saturdays and Sundays go together: Saturdays bring out the fun and exciting times, and Sundays lets us meditate and chill.
We made it at the pool table place, and I was surprise that they open up in the mornings. We got ourselves pool sticks―I got the shiny one with the black and white zebra stripes at the end―and inserted our tokens in the pool table to unlock the balls from the compartment of the table. I placed the twelve balls in the triangle holder and set it up on the table. I took off the holder and placed the white ball at the position I wanted to aim. Dainu reached over, took the white ball, and examined it up close.
"What are you doing, Dainu?" asked Amy in annoyance.
Dainu felt the ball in his gentle fingertips and palm, rotating it around to felt its roundness. Then, Dainu was about to do something that was really stupid, he was about to eat it. I quickly snatched it out of his hand. Dainu looked at me in quizzically and pleadingly.
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Out of the Ordinary
Science FictionKaley Langstrom is your typical 15 year old girl. She lives in her ordinary house in her ordinary neighborhood, she goes to her ordinary high school, and has her ordinary friends. Well...she's not that typical: Kaley has an obsession with the weird...