Chapitre 7: Part 7
I awoke Monday morning to the grinding sound of a lawnmower. I get out of bed and peek out my window, it's my dad. I have to get ready for school, so I go through my normal routine, shower, hair, then clothes. Today I pick out something simple; black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt, my plain yellow hoodie and my black and white Adidas. I head downstairs and to my surprise, my mom is standing in the kitchen making breakfast. I walk in and give her a hug, "What is dad mowing for?" I ask. "He's chopping up the leaves, you know he had to find some way to occupy himself, honey." I smile at that, and make myself a plate of waffles, eggs, and strawberries, then sit down on the counter and start eating. "Your dad and I have to be at the hospital all day," says my mom while she grabs a waffle for herself, "so we won't be here when you guys get home." I already knew that but, I nod my head. Jack makes his way down the stairs and fixes himself a plate.
Before we leave, Jack and I give a hug to my mother and head outside. I stop my dad from mowing and we give him a hug and he wishes us a good day. After that, we get in the car and drive to school.
We make it to school 10 minutes before class starts, Jack goes off with his friends and I make my way to my locker as usual. MJ texts me and says that she is in class already. I get to my locker and get what I need, I start walking to Biology and I pass Peter in the hall.
"Goodmorning," I say. "Goodmorning, thanks for letting me stay for dinner last night." "Yeah no problem, um I have to get to class." "Yeah me too, I'll see you in Spanish." He walks off down the hall in the opposite direction I'm heading in.
***
It's time for my last class of the day, Spanish. I make my way into the class and take my seat next to Peter. Mr.Sateano is doing a lecture on the history of the Spanish holidays, I'm listening, but barely. I'm half asleep when I hear Mr.Sateano say the words "group project." I instantly perk up and listen, he wants us to choose a Spanish Holiday to research and make a project on. "I trust that you can all choose your partners, no more than four in a group." I sit there quietly hoping that I can do this project all by myself until I feel a tap on my shoulder.
I look to my left and it's Peter. "Do you want to be my partner?" Ah crap, "Sure," I chirp.
The rest of the class period is just Peter and me talking about the project and planning what to do. "So should we set up a time where we can meet up?" Peter asks. "Yeah, the project isn't due until November 6th so we have time to figure that out."
Class ends and Peter and I say our goodbyes. I make my way out to the parking lot and wait for Jack.
***
At home I leave Jack there by himself, he doesn't question me because he thinks I'm going over to MJ's house but, I'm actually going to be roaming around the city looking for Derek.
Derek is a bad guy. He always is trying to 'take over the world' as he calls it. He's a scruffy looking guy who is very strong, but not that bright. I've encountered him a number of times, he goes around blowing stuff up with this gun, says he made it, he didn't.
I've been keeping tabs on him through the news, he is somewhere down by the bridge I think, that's his usual hiding place.
I park my car on the side of the road where no one can see, and change into my "snooping clothes", which are just black leggings, a black hoodie, and a ski mask.
I sneak down to the power room under the bridge, it contains the breaker for the bridge lights and the mechanism that used to open the bridge up before the thing got shut down due to safety reasons.
Derek is in there, I can hear him talking to himself again. I open the door and he jumps up.
"Hi there Derek, my main man, the legend." I walk closer to him. "Oh come on, not you again, I haven't even done anything yet." "This whole week there's been news reports of things mysteriously blowing up all over the city." He shrugs, "That wasn't me." "Oh, so this," I hold up a news report picture of him running away from a scene, "wasn't you." He squints at the picture, "Mmm, nope wasn't me." "Oh come on dude your face is literally right there!" I groan out.
"Derek, I like your persistence but, I've told you that if you keep messing with my city, we are going to have a problem." "I'm supposed to be afraid of you?" "No, but you should be." Derek laughs, "What can you, a teeny little girl do to hurt me?"
I run over and before he can react I grab his throat and slowly start heating up my hands. "See Derek, if I wanted to, I could melt my hand right through your neck, like a knife going through butter."
Derek is coughing now. "I am not going to do that, I don't kill people but," I remove my hand, "I do put people back in their places, I don't want to see you anymore, got it?" I raise my eyebrows. He nods his head and is rubbing at his throat, I only singed him a little he'll be fine. "Next time I won't be so nice." I turn and leave, heading back to my car.
***
I pull into my driveway and quickly change back into my normal clothes before walking in the door. I call out for Jack and he yells back at me from upstairs. I throw my bookbag down by the coat rack and go upstairs to his room.
He's drawing again, I think the same picture. "Hey Jack," I say while taking a seat in the chair by his deck. Jack is in his office chair drawing away, "Hi, how was MJ's?" I think for a second, "Oh it was fun, she was really busy so I had to leave."
He nods and continues drawing, you have made some real progress on that." "Yeah, I still don't know what it is yet, but I keep seeing it." I examine the picture, "It looks like a big hoop? Or a giant tire?" He looks at the picture himself, "It has gears, I think it is a plane of some kind." I get up and leave him to draw.
In my room, I decide to call Peter. I press his name into my phone and on the second ring, he answers.
"Hey." He says groggily. "Did you just wake up?" "No, no I was... okay yeah I just woke up." He yawns. "So, what are you doing?" "Jai, how bored are you that you called me?" I laugh, "Obviously extremely bored but, I actually have a question about the project." "Okay." "So I was thinking that we should make a video instead of just a boring slideshow, it would be more fun I think." "Yeah, that's a great idea, we could get together after school every day." "Okay cool, don't forget your camera, tomorrow do you want to ride home with me? Since we have the decathlon meeting as well." "Yeah, that's fine." I hear some rustling over the phone. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow then, bye Peter." "Bye."
I hang up the phone.
***
I awake in the middle of the night to Jack screaming. I shoot out of bed and run into his room, he's asleep, he's having a night terror.
I shake his shoulders, "JACK! JACK! WAKE UP!" I keep shaking him and suddenly his eyes shoot open. "I saw it! I saw it!" He's holding onto me, "Saw what Jack?" He looks at me with tears in his eyes, "I saw you... dead."
I'm taken aback by this, "It was just a nightmare, I'm okay, I'm right here." He shakes his head, "No, no, i-it was real, it was so real, you were laying on the ground, someone had stabbed you, Peter was by your side, and I was running to you, but I couldn't make it in time."
He breaks down in sobs again, so I hug him tightly. "Look, I am right here, I am not going to die any time soon, it was just a terrible dream, I am going to be here annoying you for a very long time okay?" He nods his head, and I sit there until he falls back asleep.
I quietly make my way back to my room and crawl into bed, I'm not dying anytime soon I know that but, if only Jack knew what kind of extra activity I do things would be a lot different right now.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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