Nine- Of All The People, He Said Hi To MeA Chapter by Alice Patterson
He sat down next to me, but he never made eye contact. He didn't have a muscular build, and he wasn't that tan. He was frail looking, like if he ran even a meter he'd collapse. Judging by his constant almost inaudible wheezing- he was asthmatic or extremely nervous. Which made me nervous- but hey- it got my mind off the trauma I had just endured.
"I think I met a boy named Mitchel once, like, five years ago," I managed a slight chuckle, and resumed "I called him-"
A memory began to surface. It was blurry at first, no, it's clearing up. It's an arena- no, a gym. There's something off in the distance... a rack? No, no it's a person. He's- sitting on a basketball, I think. Yes, yes he is. He has, dark brown hair. He's lanky, he's-
Sitting. Right. Next. To. Me.
"Li- Like a-" I spoke, even more nervous than he was.
"Would you puh-lease stop that!" I ordered, "Who are you- wait, no, I know you, that's right. Why are you here? What do you want? Money, I have fifty in cash right here-"
I began to reach into my pocket, but he stopped me.
"You- you don't get it do you?"
© 2012 Alice Patterson
Added on January 30, 2012
Last Updated on January 30, 2012
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AboutI am a poet and novelist, though I seldom write short stories other than soliloquies about fictional characters. I love music from the seventies, eighties, and nineties, and alternative music from the.. more..