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« on: July 20, 2007, 08:36:09 pm »
This is he first and 2nd chapter to something somone i know started....
Isaac Dumars opened his eyes and inadvertently let the sun in. Groggily, he raised his arm to shield himself from the rays of light. Shifting his attention to the nightstand at his left, he rubbed his eyes and stared at the clock. 6:30 AM. At least four hours than when he normally got up all summer. Must. Fight. It. He thought as he pushed himself up. Finally, he sat with his back to the wall. One week.
He crawled out of the mess of covers to the foot of his bed and swung his feet over so they were parallel with the ground. Again, he rubbed his eyes to remove blurry mid-morning vision. Finally, he stood and stretched, yawning as he did so. He then looked over at the 95’ Compaq computer, cursing it under his breath.
Walking out into the second story hallway of his house, he quietly stared into his parents room. For the first time in a long time, he actually woke up before both his parents. Smiling to himself he walked into the kitchen.
The quant little kitchen was very cozy. Swinging open the refrigerator door, Isaac immediately reached for the bologna. He stopped short when he remembered that it was actually too early for lunch. Opting for cereal, he grabbed the milk and pulled a box of Cheerios out of the cupboard. He almost chose to turn on the television to watch Sportscenter, but figured it would just wake up his parents.
Isaac pulled out a bowl and poured his cereal and milk into it, then set the bowl on the counter. He then opened the front door and stepped into the bright sunlight. Squinting, he stood at the top of his porch scanning the front lawn for the White Pines Messenger. Finally, is eyes rested on it laying on the curb. Lazy paperboys. He thought as he shuffled out to grab the rolled up paper.
As he bent to pick it up, he saw a figure in the distance. Isaac hurried back in, realizing that he had gone outside clad only in a pair of boxers.
After quickly scanning the paper for any actually interesting stories, Isaac threw it to the side and shifted his attention to his cereal. He chewed slowly, enjoying the cereal and contemplating what he would do for the last week
before his sophomore year began.
After five minutes of simultaneous thinking and eating, he rested on the decision to call his friends and set up a end of summer video game night, a tradition that held strong with the four of them.
Smiling, he began to sip his milk. A loud tap on the window behind him made him spit it out. Turning, he saw the laughing face of a close friend, Katherine Feely. Isaac immediately blushed at the realization that an actual girl that wasn’t his mother was staring at him in his PJ's. Thinking quickly, he put one finger up and ran into his room.
He slid into a pair of jeans and began to reach for a shirt. He froze when he heard Katherine’s voice.
“You know, if you leave your front door unlocked, someone could come in and kill you,”
Well, at least I put pants on first, He thought as he slowly turned to face her. “Yeah…about that,” he couldn’t help but check her out in her short jogging shorts and tank top. The darkness of her outfit contrasted perfectly with her lily white skin. She could easily make any man’s knees buckle. But as wonderful as she always looked, Isaac always thought of her as a sister, or rather, a very good friend, as it would be incredibly out of the ordinary for one to stare at his sister like that.
“Don’t worry. I’m not out to kill you,” she smiled, then turned serious, “yet,” Isaac’s eyes turned fearful for a moment, then back, as she laughed and playfully slapped him on the chest.
“As fun as it is talking about killing me in my room, may I ask, Katharine, why you’re here?”
“Well…you know what today is, right?”
“Uh…,” he thought as he began to watch her eyes wander down to his flat stomach. He wasn’t the most muscular guy in the world, but he had slimmed down over the summer, wanting to at least have a shot at a relationship in his sophomore year of high school. “George Washington’s Birthday?” he threw something out just to get her attention,”
She blushed as she brought her eyes up to look at him, “No silly,” she smiled again, causing Isaac’s heart to flutter, “It’s the annual cookout!”
“Right. That,” there was a hint of disdain in his voice.
“…And” she began, then paused, looking for words, “I thought it would be cool if we went together,” she bit her bottom lip.
I get it…, he thought, she’s pulling the old bait and switch move, seeing if I would ever think of dating her. That or-,
“Plus, my mom won’t let me go alone,” she continued.
Right. She needs a chaperone. What was he thinking anyway? It would be like dating his sister, or a really close friend. “I don’t know…,” he muttered.
“Well, it’s really important to me…, and, well let’s just leave it at that,”
“Ah,” he feigned sympathy, “Does someone have a secret they want to tell me?”
She bit her bottom lip again, “Well…So there’s this guy, and he’s really cute and-,”
“Names,” Isaac demanded.
“Isaac, don’t make-,”
“See Kat, if I don’t know who you are talking about, I can’t help you,”
She sighed. “Trevor Dylan,”
“The captain of the JV football team?”
“Yeah. See, we talked a lot over the summer, but he never really made a move, and I really like him, and-,”
“Alright calm down. I’ll go,”
She squealed “Thank you, sooo much!” She jumped forward and wrapped her arms around him. He slowly moved his hands to hug her, but then grabbed her waist and pushed her away so he could look into her eyes.
“You know you owe me big time for this,” he said.
She raised up on her tiptoes and pecked him on the cheek. “I know,” she said, then ran from the room, saying over her shoulder, “Pick me up at five!”
Isaac just stood in the middle of his room with his hand on his cheek.
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