Shelby - 5/1/2009 4:06 PM ET
I like it. Keep going. It's very 'conversational' - meaning, it's really the way people talk, not contrived or formal.
50 Days Later
“Nora, honey, wake up.” my mom calls softly into my room. I groan. I slept, like, two hours last night. “Nora what’s wrong? Your usually up by this time. Are you feeling sick?” my mom says, sitting on the edge of my bed and feeling my cheek. I look up at her. Her pale blonde hair tied back. Her light blue eyes look tired. I want to tell her that I hardly slept last night, or the nights before, because I’m having the dreams again. But she looks so fragile. Like just the slightest disappointment could break her. I don’t want to give her another thing to worry about. Not with everything that has happened lately. “No,” I say smiling up at her, “I’m fine, I guess I’m just nervous about tryouts.” She sighs, relieved, “You don’t have to be nervous honey, you’re the best cheerleader on the squad.” she smiles down at me. “Yeah, your probably right.” I giggle. She laughs along with me. Just like old times. Yeah right.
I walk through the doors of the hospital to the front desk.
“Dr. Summers.” I say to the secretary without emotion. “He’ll be right with you.” she says in an overly cheery voice. I am not happy to be here. I decided to stop thinking about this a couple weeks ago. Coming her was something I really didn’t want to do. It brought back too many memories that I would rather not remember. But, I had to come to sign some papers that Dr. Summers said the family needed to sign within 6 months of the….thing. I’d been waiting for my parents to do it but they obviously weren’t going to get around to it so, I had to come. I’d been doing that a lot lately- things my parents normally would have done- should be doing. But they weren’t and things needed to get done so I did them. Which didn’t really leave much time for school or anything but I guess I’ll get used to it.
“Isaiah,” Dr Summers said walking up to me. “Nice to see you again. Where are your parents?”
“Not here.” I say darkly, “I’m signing for them.”
He sighed, “I’m sorry Isaiah but I can’t let you do that.”
“Why not?” I asked him, “I’m 18, legal adult. He was my brother. My parents aren’t going to come any time soon. Just let me sign it.”
Dr. Summers looked at me for a moment, trying to read me. I made my face hard and unreadable.
“I’ll tell you what Isaiah, I’ve known your family for a long time, and I know you’re a good kid so I’m going to let you take these home to your parents so that they can sign them.” he said, handing me the papers.
“Fine.” I said rolling my eyes. I turned to walk away. Dr. Summers put his hand on my shoulder, “Isaiah,” he said, “I’m worried about you.” Oh crap. I really didn’t want to do this right now.
“Well you can go ahead and rest your conscience doc, because I’m fine.” I said shrugging off his hand.
“Isaiah, I’ve known you for a long time and you’ve changed since Billy died.” Oh no. Ohhhhh no. I couldn’t think about this. Not right now! I had to get out.
I turn away and start running, I think in the general direction of the stairs. I need to get outside, or anywhere other than here. I could see the door to the stair well. I was almost there. I ran faster. Almost there. Almost. I crashed into something. It fell and I fell on top of it. I was pushing myself up-almost there-when I saw what I had run into. It was a person. A girl. I know her from somewhere. I tried to think. All the memories and thoughts rushed in. No. My head closed obediently, but I remembered her. The girl I fell on. That I was still laying on. Nora Black. I‘d heard about her, everyone had, eating disorder, drugee, party girl- “Are you planning on getting off me anytime soon?” she asks sharply, interrupting my thoughts. “Um, yeah sorry.” I said, getting up and offering her my hand. She takes it and I pull her up. I stan there for a moment, holding her hand and staring at her.
“Okay.” she said pulling her hand away. She turned to leave. Ummmm, what do I say.
“What?” she said turning slowly.
“Uh, you want to get coffee or something?” I asked her.
We were in my car driving to the coffee shop. She rolled down her window and stuck her hand out. Her hair blew around wildly. She was so…. happy, normal. I realized that I hadn’t thought she would really have thoughts or feelings or opinions or even a personality. I know I’m a horrible judgmental person. And now that I looked at her, like, really looked at her, I saw that she was pretty, gorgeous, she was actually one of the most beautiful people I’d ever met. And now that I really looked at her and saw her as a person, not just a stereotype, I saw that she was more pretty than she was sexy or anything like that. I mean, she could definitely be considered sexy, because she was. But now even though I didn’t really know her yet, I saw her as more pretty, you know, like, more innocent, I guess. I pulled into the coffee place. I hopped out and walked up to the door. I looked back at her. She had her hand on the handle of the car door and she was staring at me through the windshield with this weird look on her face. Her eyes were kinda squinty and her eyebrows pulled together slightly, like she was looking for something. Then she grabbed her sunglasses of the seat and slipped them on as she gracefully got out of the car and walked to the door. I held it open for her and followed her inside. She paused after a few steps and waited for me. I came and stood beside her. She looked over at me and I smiled down at her. She didn’t smile back.
“What?” I asked her. She turned her head away from me and shrugged, walking up to the counter where you ordered.
“Can I have a large diet coke?” she asked Dorris, the owner.
“Yep, that’ll be-”
“I’m paying.” I told them both.
“Oh, hey Ise. You want the usual?” Dorris drawled at the same time Nora said “No.”
“Yeah,” I tell Dorris. Then I turn to Nora. “It’s fine I got it.” “No.” she says again.
“Nora, its not a big deal, okay?” I said. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked the other way. I sighed and rolled my eyes in the opposite direction. “Okay, then that’ll be 5 even.” Dorris said I handed her a ten, told her to keep the change and went to a table. Nora took her coke and came to stand over me. “What?” I sighted looking up at her. She rolled her eyes, “I was gonna get it.” she said. “Get what?” I said. She held her drink up and gestured toward it with her free hand widening her eyes.
“Nora, what is the big deal? It was five bucks.” I said, throwing my hands up and letting them fall back to the table. Nora just stared at me for a minute then she shook her head. “Never mind, Isaiah, you wouldn’t get it.” she paused for a moment, just standing their looking down at me. Then she smiled a little and bumped my shoulder lightly with her hip, “Scoot over.” she said. I did and she sat down next to me. “So,” she said, resting her head on her hand and taking a big sip of coke. She didn’t say anything else, just looked up at me with her big blue eyes shining. I slowly let out my breath. “So.” I said, smiling timidly, and her answering smile brilliant.
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