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Hi, my name is Jayme
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 | Random Acts of Kindness -One- |
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 4.91 with 11 vote(s)
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| Created: 2008-03-08 20:27:57 |
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It's long-ish and there's a chance that it sucks big time, but I don't care. It's an old idea that I'm working on so read it if you must...
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" Ello Jayme luv," Kenny giggled skipping into the classroom. I couldn't help but smile at her sucky British accent.
I let her hug me before asking, "You are aware that you're an idiot, right?"
"Aw," she muttered in mock superiority, "And here I was hoping that no one noticed."
"Don't be an ass," I muttered back.
She tilted her chair back before glancing at me with her cold gray eyes.
"Am I?"
"Are you what?" I asked, very cluelessly.
She dropped the legs of her chair down before glaring at me and slowly enunciating each word. "Am - I - an - ass?"
"To be perfectly honest? Um, yes."
She looked away and an almost silent "Hmm..." escaped her parted lips.
Sceptically, I asked "Are you ok, Kennedy?"
"Huh?" her head snapped up and for a second, her face held a lost expression.
"Kenny, are you ok?"
"Ugh, yeah. Why do you ask?"
"Um, for one thing, you're being serious."
"Can't I be serious without anything being wrong?"
"Well, THEY," I motioned to our fellow classmates who were either sleeping or dead, "could be if they wanted to, but you? You're never serious."
"Jayme-"
"And that's another thing! Since when do you call me 'Jayme'. It's always been 'Loser' or 'Dork' or the occasionally 'Captain Underpants'."
"I'm sorry, Captain Underpants. I didn't know you were so sensitive."
I poked her head before allowing myself to smile. "Sarcasm can't save you now, dearie. Speak to me."
"And you say my accent sucks? Oh gawd, Jay. What do you want from me?"
"The truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the godd[a]mn truth."
"Fine. The truth? Ruby Adeline Finster. The b[i]tch who insists on continuous b[i]tching."
"What did she do now?" I sighed knowingly. Ruby had constantly turned Kenny into a depressed, sometimes suicidal, person.
"She accused me of being selfish and annoying and an irritant to my friends and I just wanted to wring her pretty little neck as she-"
"Kenny, I have a riddle for you."
"Excuse me. I just shared a-"
KENNY!"
"Fine. Say it."
"'If you got it, you don't wanna share it. And if you share it, you don't got it.'"
She pulled on her short brown hair before asking, "What is it?"
"Guess," I answered while shrugging my shoulded
"I don't -"
"Yes," I interrupted before she could finish, "you do."
"If you..." she repeated to herself in a whisper. "It's a secret, isn't it?"
"Yep."
"Interesting. Do tell."
"You are annoying, but you aren't selfish."
"Whatsoever dost thou mean?"
"You have something Ruby doesn't have, you dimwit."
She looked over her shoulder before asking detachedly, "What?"
"Moi. With all of my greatness that will eventually rub off on you."
She laughed loudly before turning back to stare at me, her gray eyes twinkling.
"That's rather sweet of you, but I have something else to ask."
I shook my head to knock out all the possiblities that that one sentence could mean. Then I asked a half-hearted, "What?"
"It's a game..."
"Oh gawd. Oh gawd..."
"Don't do that," she giggled. "It's fun, I swear."
"You see," I stated matter-of-factly, "when you normally say 'I swear', I get hurt."
"Do not!" she squealed. Some of the bodies I had deemed dead slowly turned to face us. We apologized quietly before returning to our private conversation.
"Just explain," I mumbled before letting my hand drop to tug on the long strands of my hair.
"It's simple: make Ruby Adeline eat her precious words."
"Yes, I can see how you would confuse that for simple."
"Listen, Dork. Play nice and I won't hurt you."
"Is that the 'I swear' sinking in or just your usually perky though slightly sadistic personality returning?"
"Haha. No, the rules are simple and the results are, dare I say, amazing."
"And, dare I say, I'm still confused, Kennedy dearest."
"Have you ever heard of the phrase 'it's the little things you do'?"
"Isn't that a song?" I asked immediately putting a chorus to it.
"I'm not talking about that, dimwit. I'm talking about 'random acts of kindness' and 'the golden rule' and that crap. Ruby can't say I'm selfish if I'm selfless."
"Oh, I can see where this is going."
She shot a satisfied smirk in my direction before saying smugly, "Good." |
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