
Michael Yung opened a chat room with
her in it. He typed, "Hey, how are you feeling?"
For a while, there was no answer.She wrote,"Never better," with a smiley face.
"Are you sure?" He typed.
"Yeah. Any reson why?"
"Uhh.. No. Just that.. U seemed.. well.."
"Forget about that.. I don't wanna talk about it.." She interrupted.
"O-O-Ookay then..." Michael replied.
"Tell me, how's Vern treating you? She's not overturning the couch and watching tv with the couch upside down is she? XD" She replied.
"Ho-how did you know she was at my place?!?" Michael wrote surprised.
"Heheh.. I ave mah sources.. XP" She replied."Well?"
"No she's not. She went to bed already.." he wrote.
"Hmm.. Look behind you. ^^" She typed.
"Huh?" He replied. He turned back.
Vern was halfway through the door with her banana pyjamas on holding binoculars looking at the computer screen. When she noticed, she put away the binoculars and from a surprised look, became all smiley, waved and went back into the guest room and closed the door.
"Told you. ^^" She wrote.
"You've gotta tell me how you know what goes on in my house." He wrote with a curious look on his face.
"Teehee!! Only when she's in your house. XP"
"Uhh... Right..."
"Anyway, I have to go.. Going out with my friends tmrw. See you. : )" She wrote.
"Hmm? Ohh.. Okay.." Michael wrote blurly.
She went offline."Ehh??" Michael said to himself. He forgot what he wanted to ask in the first place.
"Hhhhhh..." Michael sighed.
He heard the guest room door close. He turned his head back for a moment. He sighed again. He shut off the computer and went to bed. In his head, he wondered how tomorrow would turn out to be.
* * * * *
It was a cold, moist, misty morning.
Huh.. Never seen this before.. Vern said to herself.
She got out of bed. As she was going to the toilet, she bumped her leg into the bedpost.
"OW,OW,OW,OW,OW,OWW!!" She stammered as she winced in pain.
She continued the rest of the way hopping to the toilet. She took out her toilet bag from her luggage bag near the toilet door and brushed her teeth. Then she did all the things you're supposed to do in the toilet.
She went downstairs to find a box of Honeystars on the table and a large bottle of milk.
"Morning. Feel free to have some of that," said Mrs. Yung.
"Morning. And thanks," Vern said.
"Its alright dear," said Mrs. Yung with a smile.
"Where's Mike?" Vern asked.
"He went out for a walk. Which is very strange of him. He doesn't normally go out walking in the morning."Replied Mrs Yung.
"ohh.."
After Vern had finished her breakfast, she went back up to her room and got dressed after bathing. She then went out the door.
* * * * *
Its so quiet. I wonder whats gonna happen today. Michael pondered. He was never the athletic type, nor the smart type. He was just, Michael. As he sat there on the cold wooden bench overlooking the lake at the park, he would only look around. It was only on a day like this, he would come out to just do nothing, but stare into nothingness, and admire mother nature for what she is...
"ey ...ou...." He could hear a faint voice.
"Hey.." It was getting clearer. As if he was approaching the end of the tunnel.
"Hey you!!" It was as clear as day.
"Wh-wha-what?!?!" He got startled and looked around. He saw Vern staring at him with her hands on her knees half way bending over.
"What the heck are you doing sleeping at a place like this?" Vern said.
"Uhh.. What?? I was sleeping?? Huhh... Must have fallen asleep.."
"Yeah. Lucky I caught you before someone else did," she said.
"Mmm... Had breakfast? I left you some Honeystars.."
"There was barely any left!! You're sucha cannibal!!" she practically shouted out.
"Okay okay.. You don't have to shout.." Michael said sleepily.
"Lets go. you're parents are worried," Vern said.
She grabbed his arm and pulled him up. It took him a few seconds before he realised what was going on. Then he noticed he was wearing a white hoodie with greyish white jeans and Converse black. She was wearing the black-grey jacket from the night before and a sky blue blouse underneath. She wore worn jeans and red converse. She also wore, a watermellon stripe green scarf.
"Hey, whats with all the winter clothing.." Michael said catching up with Vern.
"Its cold okay.."
"And the flash of colours...."
She hit his stomach as he went to her side."Oooff!!" Blurted Michael. "What was that for!!"
She ignored him and began to walk faster."Hey!!" Michael said. He sighed.
They went on walking without another word.
The park around them slowly evolved from a countryside-ish neighborhood to a more suburban neighbourhood. They were back in the Australian suburbs.
TO BE CONTINUED...