Was I seeing this right? The girl that had just moved into the Pink Palace had blue hair?
Because that doesn't have attention seeker written all over it.
It didn't matter; she wasn't going to get any from me. I was about to turn my bike around and go home, but then I heard her scream. I looked ahead to see her yelling at the cat.
Ha, the cat must have scared her.
Boy, she acts she owns the world. Look at her; she thinks she's so cool just because she's holding a stick! Lame!
I knew I was judging a bit too much, but I've seen these kinds of girls before. They think they can just walk all over anyone they want, just because they are girls!
I hate them!
And what is she doing with a stick anyway... looking for the old well? Where did she come from, the desert? Maybe she's doing that water witching stuff from the T.V.
Well... I guess, since there's nothing else for me to do, that I welcome this strange, and a little bit creepy girl to this neibourhood... and make sure she knows that this is my turf, and she is not going to push me around like everyone else does.
I readied myself at the top of the hill, just above her. I couldn't help but smile at the weather. Stormy grey clouds... it was perfect. I pulled my helmet over my face and waited for the perfect moment.
"Magic dowser, magic dowser... show me... THE WELL!"
A pressed down on the old fashioned horn that was tide to my bike. And after getting her attention, I lifted the front of the bike up in the air.
Lightning chose the perfect moment to strike.
I ridded down the hill. She screamed and yelled something as she tried to hit me with the stick. I quickly grabbed it from her and pushed her in the mud. That will teach her!
I jumped up onto the old tree stump that had been there for years now. I stared down at her, turning the handle on my mask, trying to look scary and psycho until I couldn't hide it any longer. I lifted up my mask with a toothy grin.
"Whew. Uh lemme guess. You're from Texas or Utah, some place dried out and barren right?" I held the branch the same way she did, just to see what it was like.
"I've heard about water witching before, b-but it doesn't make sense! It's just an ordinary branch" I added. But then I took a closer look at the stick... oh this was just getting better and better.
"It's a dowsing rod!" I heard her say. And before I knew it, she slapped my knee.
"Ow" I gasped, holding my knee and jumping around like an idiot. Well so much for stopping her from pushing me around. The branch fell out of my hand and landed in hers.
"And I don't like being stalked..."
I stared at her with my head tilted to the side (its and old habit of mine) as the cat jumped up on the stump and sat next to me, doing the same thing. I then noticed that the blue haired girl was also doing the same thing as us.
"... or their cats!"
"Well he's not really my cat, he's kinda feral... you know, wild! O-of course, I do feed him every night, and sometimes he'll come to my window and bring me the little dead things" I said while kneeling down to the cat and petting his fur. I watched happily as he jumped off the stump and walked around on the ground.
"Ugh, look. I'm from Pontiac"
I quickly turned my head as the girl spoke to me. "Huh?" What in the world was Pontiac?
"Michigan" she said like it was obvious. Well excuse me for not knowing the world map properly.
"And if I'm a water witch, then where's the secret well?" she asked, stomping her foot.
Does this girl ever shut up? I looked down at the well and saw she was standing on it. "Y-you stomp too hard and you'll fall in it" I said, pointing down at the well.
"Oh" she gasped, jumping off it. I took that moment to jump from the old stump and digged up the dirt that was covering the lid of the old hole. "See" I said, knocking on it twice, making it echo.
I looked to my right to see an old tree log next to me, I picked it up. "Supposed to be so deep... if you fell to the bottom and looked up, you'll see a sky full of stars in the middle of the day" I said while using the log to open the well lid.
The girl smiled at me, "Huh."
Oh man, what I'm I doing? I can't let her like me! I need to scare her again... or something. I quickly look around. Aha, the Pink Palace!
"Surprised she let you move in, my gramma, she owns the Pink Palace, w-wont rent to people with kids"
Okay maybe I went too far, I'm not allowed to talk about this to anyone!
"What do you mean?"
"Oh uh... I-I'm not supposed to talk about it..."
There, now just change the subject, quickly, before she gets curious. "I'm Wybie, Wybie Lovat." I held out my hand and smiled at her uneasily.
I am such an idiot.
Now she knows my name, which means we have a relationship!
"Wybie?" she asked, taking my hand. I shake it roughly. I didn't really want her hand, but there's nothing I can do now.
"It's short for... Wybourn. Not my idea of course. What you'd get saddled with?" I asked. Though I lost interest as I saw the cat walk around my feet.
"I wasn't saddled with anything. It's Coraline"
"Caroline what?" I didn't bother looking at her. I was to busy with the cat. His tail was high in the air so I playfully tried to catch it.
"Coraline! Coraline Jones"
The cat walked over to the tree stump. "Humph. You know, its not real scientific, but I heard an ordinary name like Caroline can lead people to have ordinary expectations about a person" I said while chasing the cat and knelling down, letting him brush into my hand.
I could hear the irritation that Caroline was hopefully feeling.
Wybie 1 Caroline 0
Oh damn it.
"I think I heard someone calling you Wybourn" she said, mocking my name is if it was a curse word or something. She can talk, what kinda name is Caroline?... W-well, an ordinary one, that's what it is!
I stood up "What? I-I didn't hear anything" I lied. I can't believe grammar's calling for me! This is so embarrassing.
"Oh I defiantly heard someone, Why_were_you_born" Caroline spat.
Now that was just rude.
"Wybourn" gramma shouted again. And this time she was ringing the bell! Aw man, this can't get any worse.
I looked at Caroline and laughed nervously, she didn't look happy as she punched the branch into her palm threateningly. My guess is that she wasn't having very pleasant thoughts about me right now.
"Well, great to meet a Michigan water witch" I said while picking up my bike and helmet. I put the helmet on my head and sat on my bike.
"But I'd wear gloves next time" I said, holding up my gloved hands.
"Why?" she asked, looking like she knew everything already. "Because that dowsing rod of yours... um, its poison oak"
I couldn't help but laugh as I watched her eyes go wide. She dropped the stick like it was a snake. I threw my mask over my face and rode down the hill feeling rather content.
Well it was official... I do not like this girl!
She seems so... selfish. Like the world has to evolve around her. She acts like she's so perfect. Maybe I should have told her the story about my grammar's missing sister, it might have creped her out... and then maybe she wouldn't want to live here anymore and she'll run away and I'll be happy and-
"AGH!" before I knew it, my bike hit a tree root and I was thrown over the handle bars. I rolled the rest of the way down the muddy hill, my bike following after me.
"Ow, ow, Ow!" I cried, hitting rocks as I came down. Finally I stopped rolling and lay on my back, my mask was now a few feet away from my head and my bike was at my feet.
"Hello there lovey"
I opened my eyes, great! Miss Spink was looking down at me with a smile. "Hi auntie Spink" I breathed out, not really wanting to have a long boring conversation about the theater or dogs at this moment.
And to make it all worse... it started raining.
"Now what are you doing rolling down a muddy hill like that in this weather? Back in my day boys only rolled down grassy hills for fun. There could be all sorts of bug's lurking under them sharp rocks you know" Auntie Spink said while putting up her umbrella. I rolled my eyes back and banged my head against the ground. I just want to go home. This day can't possible get any worse.
"Whoa Why_were_you_born, I must say the mud looks great on you" said the taunting voice that I just met a few seconds ago.
Okay it got worse.