Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Charlie part 1

Charlie was a normal kid. He took tests and he had friends and he made silly faces at himself in the mirror when you brushed his teeth. He listened to contempuary rock and he always kissed his mother good bye. HE held doors for ladies and he always said god bless you when you sneezed. He was average in every way. He was not tall or short or fat or skinny. He was nether smart nor stupid. And when asked his name, he would politely respond, “Charles Fruitford pucker.”

Charlie didn’t like to be called by his full name yet he felt the need to tell people what it was. He didn’t like to eat strawberry's ether but he would do that to. His life was simple and silly and was going nowhere. Charlie believed that he was on a path. Charlie was supposed to just be normal and average and everything no matter what would lead him to the end of this path. What he didn’t know, was he was about to change just that.

It was a Monday. 2 days into the seven day week. It was 13 minutes past the 8th hour of the 24th day of the month. The sun was right where it should be and there was 13 clouds in the sky. 3 cumulus and 10 unidentifiable ones. There was a 32% chance for rain but Charlie doubted it. Charlie had school today. He was in 8th grade. He had 4 Friends in homeroom, and 2 friends in math class. He sat alone at lunch and would read the back of his juice box. 10% of it was juice. 90% sugar. Charlie had 3 female teachers and 2 male ones. Each with there own nick name Charlie had given to them. On this particular day Charlie was tired. He had stayed up late the night before playing computer games and he was not quite himself. After getting up and approximately 8:13 charlie took a shower ate breakfast kissed his mother goodbye and left the house at exactly 8:52 for his 5 minute walk to school which would get him there with exactly 3 minutes to spare. Charlie had walked 2 block down cranberry street when he stopped. You see Charlie had walked this way everyday of his educational life. It was safe and easy. He stopped short. He turned around, and he walked back. After reaching his home he decided to take walker street to pine street which should get him to school just at 9 am. What Charlie didn’t know was the 3 minutes he usually had in the start of his school day were important. They were on the path. So on this day Charlie, due to his spontaneous decision to take walker street rather then cranberry street, had set his life course 3 minutes behind. O what a mistake that was.

Mrs. Appletree was charlies neighbor. She lived just down the street on cranberry street. Approximately 3 blocks from charlies house. She would sit out on her giant over sized porch every mourning where she enjoyed her coffee and cranberry tart. She would sit out there until Charlie walked past which was every day at 8:56. However, today Charlie never came. She waited 2 more minutes but decided she was going to be late. Thus because of Charlie changing the course of his life by 3 minutes he changed Mrs. Appletrees as well. But we will talk more about Mrs. Appletree later.

Charlie hurried off to school where he arrived exactly on time at 9:00 am. Today because he was 3 minutes later then he usually was some one had taken his usual seat. Charlie sat in the 3rd row the forth desk from the window. He preferred to be next to the window. On his right was Tim peach, he was a quiet kid that no one every talked to. He had brown hair and brown eyes. One which was lazy. He had thick glasses and if you ask anyone in miss plums class they would tell you that they were at least 1 inch thick. Charlie knew better, he knew they were exactly ¾ of an inch. On charlies left was sally butterscotch. She was the prettiest girl in class. Charlie knew he would never have a chance with her. But between you and I it was most likely because he never had spoken a word to her. Not even one. So on this day, Charlie who was a normal kid was thrown into a not so normal world.

Charlie continued his life just like nothing had happened. Well of course he did, he didn’t know anything had happened. He went to school he did his homework,

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Where's part two? I like this Steve! -Allie