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thinking about my lips again.
“Look, things are moving kind of fast; do you mind if we slow it down a bit?” We take turns reading the chapter aloud and finish writing the outline for our project.
“So, what do you want to do now?” Alex closes his book and put his notebook away.
“We could watch a movie.” He immediately grabs the remote and turns it to a scary movie.
“What are you doing?” He has just turned off the light in the room and closed the curtains.
“This is the only way to watch a movie like this, trust me.” I’ve never understood why someone would voluntarily watch something that would scare them. I grab the edge of my blanket and cocoon it around me for protection. I watch up to the point where the people walk into the creepy, dimly lit room. I cover my eyes with my hands, not wanting to see what comes next.
“Open your eyes; you’re going to miss the best part.” Alex grabs my hands pulling them down.
“Ok, ok, I give up. I won’t cover my eyes anymore.” I lean closer to Alex and he puts his arms around me, and suddenly, I’m glad he picked a scary as hell movie. “Don’t do it!” I shout at the people who are about to read from the book, even though they were warned what would happen.
“Any minute now it’s going to come after them,” Alex says excitedly. I can’t stand the sight of the creature anymore and I pull the covers up over our heads until the screaming on TV is over. “Is it over, Alex?” I whisper, as if it will come after me next if I make too much noise.
“I think this is part where it gets the kids outside.” After checking, he comes back under the cover with me. It’s silent in the room for several seconds. Then, the eerie sounding music starts to play, slowly in the background, causing my heart to race in fear and panic. I can feel the chills running down my spine and hold my breath, waiting for the screams that are sure to follow. Suddenly, we hear the sound of a creaky door being opened. Why didn’t they listen to me when I told them not to read from the book?
We both scream when Mom and Larry call my name after opening my bedroom door. “Geez, you scared us,” I say, my voice full of irritation and panic.
“What’s going on in here?” Larry’s voice is deep and carries authority. He turns on the lamp at my bedside, still keeping his eye on Alex.
“Mom, Larry, this is Alex; a friend of mine. We have several classes together. “Alex throws the blanket off and jumps up to shake Mom and Larry’s hands.
“We were working on a project for history.” Alex blurts out, as if we were caught, doing something wrong.
I get up and push them out the door. “I’ll be right back, Alex.” I go out in the hall to see what is going on with my mother.
“Sophia, there is a boy in your bed with you. I don’t think that’s appropriate behavior,” my mother scolds.
“We were watching a scary movie and were at the part where the ghost comes out of the book to get people. We were just hiding under the covers.” I feel really silly explaining it to her.
“Well, I would appreciate it, if you didn’t have boys in your bedroom with the door shut and lights out.”
Why is Angie suddenly trying to play the good mom role? “Are you kidding me?” I am so exasperated with this sudden change. “I have spent the majority of my childhood alone, taking care of myself.” From the shocked look on Larry’s face, it’s clear she left this part of her life story out. “You didn’t even let me call you mom for years, what gives you the right to suddenly decide to take an interest in my life? In case you haven’t noticed, I’m already grown; I don’t need a mother anymore.” I turn on my heel and head back to my room. When I get to my room, Alex is already gone. I look at my phone and see that he sent me a text.
A: Sophie had a gr8 time with u. Can’t wait for our next date
“Look, things are moving kind of fast; do you mind if we slow it down a bit?” We take turns reading the chapter aloud and finish writing the outline for our project.
“So, what do you want to do now?” Alex closes his book and put his notebook away.
“We could watch a movie.” He immediately grabs the remote and turns it to a scary movie.
“What are you doing?” He has just turned off the light in the room and closed the curtains.
“This is the only way to watch a movie like this, trust me.” I’ve never understood why someone would voluntarily watch something that would scare them. I grab the edge of my blanket and cocoon it around me for protection. I watch up to the point where the people walk into the creepy, dimly lit room. I cover my eyes with my hands, not wanting to see what comes next.
“Open your eyes; you’re going to miss the best part.” Alex grabs my hands pulling them down.
“Ok, ok, I give up. I won’t cover my eyes anymore.” I lean closer to Alex and he puts his arms around me, and suddenly, I’m glad he picked a scary as hell movie. “Don’t do it!” I shout at the people who are about to read from the book, even though they were warned what would happen.
“Any minute now it’s going to come after them,” Alex says excitedly. I can’t stand the sight of the creature anymore and I pull the covers up over our heads until the screaming on TV is over. “Is it over, Alex?” I whisper, as if it will come after me next if I make too much noise.
“I think this is part where it gets the kids outside.” After checking, he comes back under the cover with me. It’s silent in the room for several seconds. Then, the eerie sounding music starts to play, slowly in the background, causing my heart to race in fear and panic. I can feel the chills running down my spine and hold my breath, waiting for the screams that are sure to follow. Suddenly, we hear the sound of a creaky door being opened. Why didn’t they listen to me when I told them not to read from the book?
We both scream when Mom and Larry call my name after opening my bedroom door. “Geez, you scared us,” I say, my voice full of irritation and panic.
“What’s going on in here?” Larry’s voice is deep and carries authority. He turns on the lamp at my bedside, still keeping his eye on Alex.
“Mom, Larry, this is Alex; a friend of mine. We have several classes together. “Alex throws the blanket off and jumps up to shake Mom and Larry’s hands.
“We were working on a project for history.” Alex blurts out, as if we were caught, doing something wrong.
I get up and push them out the door. “I’ll be right back, Alex.” I go out in the hall to see what is going on with my mother.
“Sophia, there is a boy in your bed with you. I don’t think that’s appropriate behavior,” my mother scolds.
“We were watching a scary movie and were at the part where the ghost comes out of the book to get people. We were just hiding under the covers.” I feel really silly explaining it to her.
“Well, I would appreciate it, if you didn’t have boys in your bedroom with the door shut and lights out.”
Why is Angie suddenly trying to play the good mom role? “Are you kidding me?” I am so exasperated with this sudden change. “I have spent the majority of my childhood alone, taking care of myself.” From the shocked look on Larry’s face, it’s clear she left this part of her life story out. “You didn’t even let me call you mom for years, what gives you the right to suddenly decide to take an interest in my life? In case you haven’t noticed, I’m already grown; I don’t need a mother anymore.” I turn on my heel and head back to my room. When I get to my room, Alex is already gone. I look at my phone and see that he sent me a text.
A: Sophie had a gr8 time with u. Can’t wait for our next date
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