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Authors: Trisha Fuentes
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tree. Is he OK?”
Sophia widened the door to look
behind her, she then left Francine alone and
dumb-founded.
Francine was just about to leave
feeling a little stupid now when Derek Magnet appears out of
nowhere and crowded the doorway. “Francine Steele…what are you
doing here?”
Francine stood taken-back. “Did you
just come out of that house?”
Just then, the boy who Francine saw
actually fall from the tree came out of the same front doorway and
left from behind Derrie.
“See ya Derrie,” he said, trotting
down the sidewalk.
“Hang loose, man,” Derrie said,
patting his friend on his back before he left.
“This is your house?” Francine asked
still unconvinced watching his friend’s exit.
“Yeah, why?”
“Oh my God and you live
here?”
Derrie chuckled, “Yeah, that’s
usually how it works. What are doing here? Did you follow me home?”
He asked a little cocky.
Francine humpfed, “Get real, I was
the one who threw the Frisbee over the wall.”
“Oh yeah? Visiting my new
neighbors?” He asked, taking a peek over at his next door
neighbor’s home.
“I live there.”
Derrie stared at her for a moment
and Francine stared at him back. Unusual thoughts ran through her
sanity; a football falls in her lap for no apparent reason, she’s
suddenly paired up with the cute guy and now she conveniently lives
next door? Was this just a coincidence?
“You’ve got to be kidding,” Derrie
finally said.
“Are you OK? Did you hurt yourself?”
Francine asked, gazing at his whole body for possible
injury.
“Wasn’t me. That was my friend. I
would never compromise getting hurt like that. I’ve gotta think
about my throwing arm.”
“Oh my God, that was so scary. Is he
OK?”
“Yeah, he’s cool, he’s my center and
he’s used to getting bumps and bruised up.”
Francine let go a giggle and Derrie
stared down at her lips as she laughed. Derrie studied her face for
a long moment and Francine’s lips part. Intense, obvious attraction
made them both nervous.
Feeling a little awkward now,
Francine headed down the steps backwards. “So, OK, so if you need
anything…I’ll just be next door,” she explained, pointing across
the street and not towards her house.
Derrie cleared his throat. “Got some
time?” He asked, clearing it once again. “Maybe we can get to work
on our school project?”
Francine thought about it for a
moment and her heart skipped a strange beat. Hmmm, gardening with
mom, or working on a school project with the school hunk? “Yeah, um
sure, I’ve got some time. Let me just tell my mom where I’m at and
I’ll be right back.” She began to walk away when she thought about
something else and quickly turned around. “Hey Derrie?”
“Yeah?”
Francine thought about the last
couple of Saturday mornings. “Can we talk about getting rid of your
motorcycle?”
His room was trimmed in navy blue
and white. Football trophies, helmets and balls of every sport
occupied every inch of the floor. After-shave and an electric razor
tied up the top of his writing desk, while a typewriter filled up
the rest. Feeling compelled to read what was on his wall, Francine
walked over to it and began to read the couple of plaques hanging
next to his desk. Intrigued by his accomplishments, they stated:
“DEREK MAGNET – MVP – ALL LEAGUE 1965 FOOTBALL REGIONAL
CHAMPIONSHIP” and another, “DEREK MAGNET – MVP – ALL-LEAGUE 1966
FOOTBALL REGIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP”. She felt almost proud to know him,
Ray was the only other boy she knew who achieved such honors in
sports and her sister had Ray.
Across Town
Walking down the aisles of a Ralph’s
Supermarket looking for groceries, Nancy felt impatient as she eyed
all the various choices of canned corn she now had to choose from:
creamed corn, unsalted corn, white corn, mixed white and yellow
corn and corn with
Sophia widened the door to look
behind her, she then left Francine alone and
dumb-founded.
Francine was just about to leave
feeling a little stupid now when Derek Magnet appears out of
nowhere and crowded the doorway. “Francine Steele…what are you
doing here?”
Francine stood taken-back. “Did you
just come out of that house?”
Just then, the boy who Francine saw
actually fall from the tree came out of the same front doorway and
left from behind Derrie.
“See ya Derrie,” he said, trotting
down the sidewalk.
“Hang loose, man,” Derrie said,
patting his friend on his back before he left.
“This is your house?” Francine asked
still unconvinced watching his friend’s exit.
“Yeah, why?”
“Oh my God and you live
here?”
Derrie chuckled, “Yeah, that’s
usually how it works. What are doing here? Did you follow me home?”
He asked a little cocky.
Francine humpfed, “Get real, I was
the one who threw the Frisbee over the wall.”
“Oh yeah? Visiting my new
neighbors?” He asked, taking a peek over at his next door
neighbor’s home.
“I live there.”
Derrie stared at her for a moment
and Francine stared at him back. Unusual thoughts ran through her
sanity; a football falls in her lap for no apparent reason, she’s
suddenly paired up with the cute guy and now she conveniently lives
next door? Was this just a coincidence?
“You’ve got to be kidding,” Derrie
finally said.
“Are you OK? Did you hurt yourself?”
Francine asked, gazing at his whole body for possible
injury.
“Wasn’t me. That was my friend. I
would never compromise getting hurt like that. I’ve gotta think
about my throwing arm.”
“Oh my God, that was so scary. Is he
OK?”
“Yeah, he’s cool, he’s my center and
he’s used to getting bumps and bruised up.”
Francine let go a giggle and Derrie
stared down at her lips as she laughed. Derrie studied her face for
a long moment and Francine’s lips part. Intense, obvious attraction
made them both nervous.
Feeling a little awkward now,
Francine headed down the steps backwards. “So, OK, so if you need
anything…I’ll just be next door,” she explained, pointing across
the street and not towards her house.
Derrie cleared his throat. “Got some
time?” He asked, clearing it once again. “Maybe we can get to work
on our school project?”
Francine thought about it for a
moment and her heart skipped a strange beat. Hmmm, gardening with
mom, or working on a school project with the school hunk? “Yeah, um
sure, I’ve got some time. Let me just tell my mom where I’m at and
I’ll be right back.” She began to walk away when she thought about
something else and quickly turned around. “Hey Derrie?”
“Yeah?”
Francine thought about the last
couple of Saturday mornings. “Can we talk about getting rid of your
motorcycle?”
His room was trimmed in navy blue
and white. Football trophies, helmets and balls of every sport
occupied every inch of the floor. After-shave and an electric razor
tied up the top of his writing desk, while a typewriter filled up
the rest. Feeling compelled to read what was on his wall, Francine
walked over to it and began to read the couple of plaques hanging
next to his desk. Intrigued by his accomplishments, they stated:
“DEREK MAGNET – MVP – ALL LEAGUE 1965 FOOTBALL REGIONAL
CHAMPIONSHIP” and another, “DEREK MAGNET – MVP – ALL-LEAGUE 1966
FOOTBALL REGIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP”. She felt almost proud to know him,
Ray was the only other boy she knew who achieved such honors in
sports and her sister had Ray.
Across Town
Walking down the aisles of a Ralph’s
Supermarket looking for groceries, Nancy felt impatient as she eyed
all the various choices of canned corn she now had to choose from:
creamed corn, unsalted corn, white corn, mixed white and yellow
corn and corn with
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