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I sat on my bed crying my eyes out as I remembered the last words I heard from my big brother.
“I’ll see you later ok kid? I promise I’ll be back” then he got on his car and drove off to his date. He never came back though. A week later the police found him dead in his car on the side of a highway, of course they caught the person who did it. It was his girlfriend at the time, she found out it he had aids and she didn’t want a “non-loved” relationship. So she decided to kill him instead of dump him, that how her last three boyfriends ended up, she was a real pain in the neck if you ask me. She only dated rich guys, my brother wasn’t all the rich either, he just acted like it because that’s who he was, always acting as if the world was fine, he was the type of guy that everyone liked. Unlike me, I was the type of girl everyone wanted to forget, always sulking; wearing black everyday, wearing clothes that you would wear in freezing temperatures like it is here in Salem. Everyone calls me emo, I don’t care, I’m just as freaky as the next guy, but whatever, I don’t care. Back to the story.
Someone knocked on the door and opened It.” knock knock, can I come in Kate?” it was kit, my best friend in the world. He wasn’t one the skinny side, nor the fat side, he was like, right in between. He had red hair; it was like, flaming red. Then the best thing I remember about him was that he was taller then anyone I knew, he was 6’5” with no chance of growing anymore, being 16, that’s tall for a guy. ”awe, I know that face, tell Dr. Kit what’s wrong.” He said sitting in the bean bag chair in my room.
“It’s nothing kit.” I said getting up and sitting in front of my computer. “Just some stupid stuff I’m usually upset over.” I flicked on the screen and got AOL up. “I hate AOL, so stupid, parental blocks stick.”
“Tell me about it, that’s why I got firewalls and got firefox.” he said reclining in the bean bag chair.
“Ya, but you your parents aren’t so strict about the computer like mine are. They usually like to watch over my shoulder to see what I type, read, watch, or even listen to! It’s stupid. I wish my parents weren’t so strict.”
“I wish my parents were strict, they don’t care about anything I do.” I laughed when he said that.
“At least you have the dream parents. I want parents that will let go on any site I want, go anywhere I want, let me do anything I want. That’d be my dream parents. They would be so much cooler than the ones I have now.”
“Be glad you have rules, Kate, it’s not all peaches and cream when you don’t have any.”
“‘Peaches and cream’? I love for that kit; you always say the oldest little phrases.”
“Hey, I’m an old type of guy. I like phrases like ‘peaches and cream’ or ‘jolly good!’ I love that one…jolly good!” he said standing up and walking around like he was a man from the old times. “I say dear girl, do you have anything I might clean my monocle with?” he said pretending like he actually had one and he was holding out a hand for something, if I had something. I loved it when he did that, I played along.
“Kind sir,” I started off getting up and doing a little curtsy, “I’m sorry but I do not have anything, please forgive me.”
“It is alright” he said “but I would like to take you to the grand ball tonight?”
“My, my, such a polite fellow! Of course I shall go with you!” I said smiling and curtsying again.
“Jolly good!” he said ecstatically and swept me up. We started laughing so hard we fell over. “Aw man, those were the days huh?”
“When? The old times? Or when we were kids and we’d always pretend we were in the old times?”
“Both.”
“oh, well, there is a dance I read up on, it’s old time themed, it’s here in town…it starts Friday, wanna go? Then you can act to your hearts content!” I said getting back on the computer and pulling up the site. Kit read for a few minutes, he was a very fast reader, faster then me, and I can finish a James Patterson book in one sitting, kit can always finish two in one sitting.
“dude! That’s awesome! I’d love to go! You want to go with me?”
“why not, it’s the only time I know that I can wear that nice black dress I have.”
“ which one? The small one? Or the big poofy beautiful old times one?”
“old times one of course, I love it. it’s covered in sequins and beads, it’s so….so….i don’t know…it’s just beautiful.”
“of course! And I’ll be wearing my favorite outfit!”
“which one? The monkey suit? found in your attic?” I laughed, kit wasn’t so happy about it, but hey, we’re buddies, he knows I’m joking.
“the old suit of course! Why would I wear that old monkey suit my mom bought me?”
“alright then, it’s a ‘date’” and yes, I used air quotes. I hated the thought of dates, but, when it came to kit, dates sounded like a joke.
“ha, every time you use air quotes it’s just funny to see your face.” He said, “well, I’ll see you later ok? I gotta go get the suit patched up.”
“ok! I’ll see you there!” I said staring at the screen reading the description over and over again. Kit left and I kept reading.
The grand ball
say goodbye to the modern times! And hello to the olden times of the 19th century! Dress and act as if you’re in the old times of no electronics and when candles would light the rooms! You’ll really feel like you’re in he old times! And for fun, we have arranged parking so far away we have to get you to the ball with stage coaches! Located in the middle of a plain in one of the oldest houses in Salem.
“hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…..i still don’t feel right about this ball….”
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