Chương 8: Siete
I. Am. A. Glutton. For. Punishment. Truly, that's what I Katrina-Claudia Andersen is.
During gym class I came up with a plan to help my best friend only to realize later that it won't help me. I'm not used to helping myself. Kit and I were always helping other people with their percieved injustices. Plus, I always help people feel better and I knew Kit thought during gym class that he blew it.
Which was my fault too. Since I told Kit it was creepy to remember Rona for her blue grey eyes. As a young woman I feel a bit insulted that Kit hasn't ever commented to me about my eyes. I mean, he's had plenty of opportunities to just flat out stare at them like he tends to do.
So because I made him feel worse about his efforts, I wanted to set it to rights. Which is why I literally pushed Kit away, even as my own heart retched in disgust at my action. Still, even though he was playing along, I saw a glitter in his eyes like a silent thank you.
I played my part pretty well if I do say so myself. After playing a few rounds of dodgeball, gym class was over. Amazingly, no one got hit in the head during any of the dodgeball games.
As I make sure my hair is all together in a ponytail like it's supposed to be, I see Rona using the same mirror to reapply gloss. "So. That scene that happened in the gym...has that been going on for awhile."
"You mean Kit not getting the message that I don't see him like that? No, just since school started. He's a really nice guy though. He's just been devastated since we broke up towards the end of the summer." I hope it doesn't sound like I'm blabbing too much.
"Have you guys ever did the horizontal tango?"
"Well, Kit's not much of a dancer..." I look at Rona's bemused expression to realize she isn't talking about dancing. "Whoa, no! We didn't get THAT far, Ro."
As she put her tube of lip gloss back in her jean pocket she replies, "Then it wasn't really a summer fling. More like a sonnenstich."
No comment. I really have no comment for that...except my nervous laugh that slips out. Ugh, my acting skills were on earlier!
"Anyway, from what May tells me, you have been best friends since kindergarten." Rona puts one of her meticulously manicured hands on my shoulder as she looks down at me. She's a foot taller than me. "Don't let a summer meet ruin your friendship. It pains me to see Kit devastated. Maybe there's a pathway to...forgiveness?"
I can't believe it. Rona wants me and Kit to make up...even though it isn't necessary. She gives me no threat like Maybelline would've if in her shoes and as I've seen Maybelline done on more than one occasion to different classmates. Instead, she's genuinely wanting me to forgive my best friend. "I'll think about it, but I don't know why you care if I forgive him or not, Ro."
Rona let's her hand drop from my shoulder. "It's simple Kat. You're an important part of Kit's life. Why on Earth would I ask you to leave it?"
Her kindness is so genuine that I feel a hitch at the back of my throat. She's so much kinder than I thought she'd be; I'm touched.
"I'll still need time to reconsider, but I'll take what you just said to heart." I lean towards her and whisper, "You might be a good influence for May after all."
Rona laughs at that remark. "I'm afraid she'll always be a bit over the top, but I know what you mean." She walks away from me and tentatively asks, "See you around?"
"Only in all of the core classes," I respond with a smile.
I really misjudged her. Does that make me the bad person? I just did what Maybelline does on a less cruder scale of course. I grouped Rona in my mind with all the other pretty girls expecting her to be self obsessed, easily jealous, and someone who lashes out at people. That's not her at all.
My phone vibrates in my hand as I check the time. I get a message from Kit: Did Ro ask about me?
I text back: Yes, and she wants us to reconcile soon. I think she's a keeper.
Ugh! There I go again. Being selfless instead of selfish. My phone vibrates again just as my head bumps into somebody's chest. When I look up I see someone I've never seen at my high school before.
He's also the tallest Asian I've ever laid eyes on as well. "So sorry, I'm looking for my younger brother. We don't go to the same school but our parents asked me to--"
"What's his name?" I ask him.
"John Mercer," he replies.
"You mean big broad shoulders, cranky disposition, and stomps more than walks?" Also, the same boy who called me a wetback in third grade has an Asian older brother. "Is John Asian too?"
"No and we're not biological brothers. I was adopted by the Mercer family four years ago." After this handsome Asian guy tells me this, I hear the stomping feet.
When I turn, some of the students who have already met John's fists give him room to move. Many of our classmates and some brand new freshman do. "I told you I'd see you outside you Oriental dimwit."
At least John Mercer still has his charm. "You were taking too long. Thought you would need help getting out of here since I'm Asian so I'm pretty smart," he replies to John in such a dead pan way. I laugh till it hurts.
"What're you doing here you stray," replies John.
"She was about to help me find you, grasshopper." The Asian guy looks at me and says, "My name is Sun. What's yours?"
"Kat. It's short for Katrina." John Mercer rolls his eyes at our exchange.
Sun looks at his younger adoptive brother as he says, "Come on, John. The dentist is waiting for you. We're both cutting school for a reason."
John grumbles, "Get back to the car Sun, this is not funny."
As John turns down the hallway to his locker, Sun looks at me again. "He's getting better thanks to the family shrink."
"Good to know. I have to get to my next class but it's been nice meeting you, Sun. Is that really your name?"
He swivels his hips near my direction as he playfully says, "Kat suits you, by the way. Although Katrina? Now that's the name of a Princess."
I giggle as I reply, "Hey, you're the one named after a celestial body."
"True. I try not to let that fact inflate my ego too much." It's hard not to have an inflated ego when Sun is clearly wearing a private school uniform. The black and red blazer suits him and makes Sun stand out even more in the hallway.
RIIIIIIING!
"Oh, now I really have to go. Bye, Sun!"
"Later, Kat!" he replies and I knew by the way he said it that he meant it.
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