Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Homework:

English: The Scarlet Letter (Yeah! Prof. Adamson loves books of genres like this. Maybe, anything that involve sex scenes. I bet he’s going to let us read Chapatti or Chips next!)

History: Aegean Civilization. (Google! Google!)

Trigonometry: Oh my. I slept at the whole period this morning, I don’t know! Hah!

Chemistry: History of Chemistry. I’m not even kidding.

P.E.: History of Volleyball. (Is Mr. Hilton even real? He’s given us an assignment when our first meeting in P.E. won’t be until tomorrow.)

Computer: Olden times of Computer, in other words: the history of Computer.

Nice. History really loves me. Too bad, there’s no redamancy between History and me.

I crept towards my bed with orange sheets with huge flowers of different colors printed on it. Anyway, everything inside my room, including my walls, are bright-citrus-colored…except for me, that is.

I set my 14 by 15 inch laptop on my bed and turned it on.

I went OL and checked my email. It’s always the first thing I do whenever I surf the internet. It just excites me to see mails… but sadly, I always end up being disappointed. Notifications from Facebook, Myspace, Hi5 and Tagged are the flooding my mail.

Oh, there’s one…from… someone

TO: Katherine Skye Mills skyedlimit@yahoo.com

FROM: SuPERMAN@yahoo.com

SUBJECT: You…

Sunny smile, bright spirit

You’re the only one I want to be with

Forever, and for always

Forever and its’ everyday

Your hazel eyes draw me in

You now are my heroine

Tripping is what makes you you

The next time you fall, I will be there to catch you

SuPERMAN? He could’ve registered as SPERMAN.

I have a wild guess. Really wild. And maniacal in a way. Mark? Mark SuPERMAN? I could not freak out. I was too dazed. Why would Mark send me an email? Most especially a love poem? Does he really like me that much? Because, I really like LIKE him too. I hit reply and typed out…

TO: SuPERMAN@yahoo.com

FROM: Katherine Skye Mills skyedlimit@yahoo.com

SUBJECT: Re: You…

Who are you? Are you sure this poem is for me? Do I know you? Where do you live? What’s your phone number?

By the way, your poem is really great. Whether it’s for me or not. Honest.

-          Skye

There. Had I been too scary? Maybe. I guess he’d be horrified of how I reacted/replied and then he would stop sending me emails. Or maybe then he would send one more, saying that it was just a prank from someone in school and I would be doomed to further unpopularity and mock. And I wouldn’t be going to school anymore for fear of showing my face to anyone out there who knows me. Pathetic. I am Pathetic.

I started my research on history of Chemistry, Volleyball and Computer when David IMed me.

DVIDSTORY: She-male! Done with homework?

SKYEDLIMIT: Not yet.

DVIDSTORY: I’m done with everything… except for History. Can I come over to your place now?

SKYEDLIMIT: Are you kidding? It’s nearly 11. You know how Dad gets with visits after 10 pm.

Yes. It was a lame question. Dad NEVER bothers if David ever comes over. Dad would even allow David to be inside my room. Dad trusts David. Maybe he even trusts David with my unicornity. You know… my virginity. But, whatever. Mom, too, likes David. My parents and David’s parents were classmates back in their high school years and yes, they were close, too. They are still close now.  And David and I are really pretty cool about that. Why not?

And besides… my parents are asleep now. Haha! Even Marco is in his room already. And

DVIDSTORY: Your parents are asleep now. I can see from here. And besides, I don’t even know how to pronounce this Aegean thing…

SKYEDLIMIT: You can Google it.

DVIDSTORY: You don’t really want to come, don’t you? :’(

SKYEDLIMIT: Okay. You can come now.

I surrender. I don’t want to upset a dorky. I waited for him at the living room. I’d told him not to click the door bell or he’ll wake everyone in the house up. Eight minutes after, David was already outside our house. I opened the door and quietly closed it.

“Get upstairs!” I whispered. “My room!”

God! This sounds wrong!

We both sneaked into my room. David, I saw, was wearing a sleeveless gray V-necked shirt, white shorts and slippers. He looks so good.

He looked at me with an amused look on his face. I then realized I have sad my thoughts out loud.

 “You know what, Skye?” He said, “I taste even better.”

And I laughed. “Ha ha ha. As if!”

He laughed too.

“Come on, Aegean’s what you’re here for, remember?” I motioned to my queen-sized bed.

He sat on one edge of the bed and took over in clicking the mouse and working on the laptop.

He googled Aegean Civilization and started to read. I looked at him quite sternly, “You could do that at your place, you knew that, did you?”

“Yeah…I did.” He said nonchalantly.

“So?”

“So?” He looked up at me; I was already standing beside the edge of the bed, my arms crossed.

“Come on, Skye.” He said “Don’t be too hard on me. I just want to spend time with you. We weren’t able to spend summer together… I just want to…”

“Okay…okay…” I can’t believe he’s doing this. I’m not yet even done with my own homework!

“Hey,” He said standing up,” I’ve got something for you.”

“What?” He wasn’t even bringing a bag…or anything…I think…Unless he’s inserted it somewhere… Somewhere…I don’t even want to think about.

David pulled out rolled bond papers from his pocket and handed them to me, “There! You said you weren’t done with your assignments…So I printed out copies for you.”

Wow. “Thanks!” I said, taking the bond papers away from him before he could even change his mind.

He smiled his all-knowing smile and bowed down like a prince meeting his princess, only he’s not a prince and I am nowhere near of being a princess, “You’re very welcome, Katherine Skye Mills!”

He continued on his research while I brought us some snack from the fridge.

Oh well, it’s too easy to sneak into your own fridge, anyway!

I managed to get a pack of Doritos and two cans of sodas. I opened everything and we started to pop everything into our mouths.

Namnam.

“The earliest civilization in Europe appeared on the coasts and islands of the Aegean Sea. This body of water is a branch of the Mediterranean Sea. It is bounded by the Greek mainland on the west, Asia Minor (now Turkey) on the east, and the island of Crete on the south…” I tried to explain as I was cleaning up our trashes.

“You heard about the Minoans? Or the Minotaur? The monster with a body of a man and a head of a bull? Well, that was King Minos’ pet. David, would you mind handing me your can of soda? If you’re done with it, that is.” He didn’t move.

“David?” Sometimes he really is frustrating. I crawled up to my bed to see my dorky best friend… sleeping. His head still facing the laptop, supported by his right arm, but his eyes were already closed. Oooh. La la la. My best friend is a frustrating hottie. I shook my head amusingly. One last thing to do and that’s not to rape my best friend. Whew. I printed out the research he’s made and then turned off the laptop and kept it. Alarm on.

I threw myself on my bed after everything else and slept. Too tired. Tired of abs…of good-looking people…of history and of…I don’t know… everything, perhaps. And I dozed off, right beside David.