Pocky Killed My Reputation In The Long Run But I Love It Anyways
Part three
<Two weeks later>
“Hey.” I called Tom after school one day. I felt like talking to someone, and something in my mind just said to call Tom.
“Hey. I’m having a really crappy day. I‘m at my counselor’s office right now, but I gotta wait a while before I get in. So I can talk now. What’s up?”
“Oh, nothin’. What made your day so crappy?” I replied.
He said, “Well, I had a band practice scheduled today. But since I won’t be out of my counselor’s till about six, my mom said I couldn’t go. So yeah, my night’s pretty much wrecked. But otherwise, I got nothin’ going on, so you think I can come over about six-thirty, maybe?”
I felt like I was just a last resort, the only thing keeping him from dead boredom, but since it was Tom, I said, “Um, sure. My mom’s not home, so we should be okay.”
“Okay, well, I’ll see you then. But right now, I still gotta wait. So how was your day today?”
“Pretty good... Holy crap! I just had another deja vu! Yeah, I have a lot of those.”
“I hate deja vu’s. They’re like god slapping you in the face and saying, ‘You’re too boring and repetitive!’”
“But I am boring and repetitive!” I replied to his comment.
“You are NOT boring. Or repetitive.”
“Um, thanks for saying that, it makes me feel special and all, but you and I both know that I am!”
“Okay, well, they’re letting me into the counselor’s office now. See you later.”
I called Shi again when we got off the phone. “Tom’s coming over! What should I do?!”
“Right now, relax. Yeah, you should be fine. Don’t act like an idiot, and be yourself. Actually... those kinda cancel each other out. So, don’t act like an idiot.”
“Shi! You are so mean!” I shouted, laughing. “So really, what should I do?”
“Exactly what I said. Don’t act like an idiot around him.”
“Did you see my shirt today?” I said, referring to my corset-like shirt. “You know, the one that my bra was peeking out of a little bit?”
“Um, yeah. I liked it a lot. Can I borrow it sometime?”
“No. But should I change it? It’s a little too revealing, don’t you think?”
“Don’t change your clothes. It’ll seem like you’re trying too hard. But fix it so your bra doesn’t show, okay?” she advised.
“All right. Well, I gotta get this house cleaned up. It’s really messy! See you tomorrow, tell you how it turns out.”
“You’d better! Good luck. ‘Bye.”
“Hey.” I called Tom after school one day. I felt like talking to someone, and something in my mind just said to call Tom.
“Hey. I’m having a really crappy day. I‘m at my counselor’s office right now, but I gotta wait a while before I get in. So I can talk now. What’s up?”
“Oh, nothin’. What made your day so crappy?” I replied.
He said, “Well, I had a band practice scheduled today. But since I won’t be out of my counselor’s till about six, my mom said I couldn’t go. So yeah, my night’s pretty much wrecked. But otherwise, I got nothin’ going on, so you think I can come over about six-thirty, maybe?”
I felt like I was just a last resort, the only thing keeping him from dead boredom, but since it was Tom, I said, “Um, sure. My mom’s not home, so we should be okay.”
“Okay, well, I’ll see you then. But right now, I still gotta wait. So how was your day today?”
“Pretty good... Holy crap! I just had another deja vu! Yeah, I have a lot of those.”
“I hate deja vu’s. They’re like god slapping you in the face and saying, ‘You’re too boring and repetitive!’”
“But I am boring and repetitive!” I replied to his comment.
“You are NOT boring. Or repetitive.”
“Um, thanks for saying that, it makes me feel special and all, but you and I both know that I am!”
“Okay, well, they’re letting me into the counselor’s office now. See you later.”
I called Shi again when we got off the phone. “Tom’s coming over! What should I do?!”
“Right now, relax. Yeah, you should be fine. Don’t act like an idiot, and be yourself. Actually... those kinda cancel each other out. So, don’t act like an idiot.”
“Shi! You are so mean!” I shouted, laughing. “So really, what should I do?”
“Exactly what I said. Don’t act like an idiot around him.”
“Did you see my shirt today?” I said, referring to my corset-like shirt. “You know, the one that my bra was peeking out of a little bit?”
“Um, yeah. I liked it a lot. Can I borrow it sometime?”
“No. But should I change it? It’s a little too revealing, don’t you think?”
“Don’t change your clothes. It’ll seem like you’re trying too hard. But fix it so your bra doesn’t show, okay?” she advised.
“All right. Well, I gotta get this house cleaned up. It’s really messy! See you tomorrow, tell you how it turns out.”
“You’d better! Good luck. ‘Bye.”