<ring ring>
Brenda:
Hello?
Margaret:
Hey, Brenda, it’s Maggie. I mean, Margaret.
Brenda:
Oh, hey.
Margaret:
So, um, I really liked your poem!
Brenda:
Really?
Margaret:
Yeah, really! It was super good!
Brenda:
Thanks!
Margaret:
Yeah, so um, I was just wondering, how come you’re wearing a cast?
Brenda:
Um, it’s really embarrassing.
Margaret:
Well, what happened?
Brenda:
But it’s SO embarrassing! Are you going to tell Lisa and those guys about this?
Margaret:
No, Lisa’s kinda lame… What happened? I won’t tell.
Brenda:
Promise?
Margaret:
Swear.
Brenda:
Okay. So I was playing my dad’s guitar that he has, and I was jumping on the
couch, and then my dog ran in because he was chasing the cat, and then the cat
jumped onto the couch, and then the dog knocked me onto the ground.
Margaret:
Ouch! That sucks! <beep beep>
Hold on, I have another call . . . Ugh.
It’s Lame Lisa. I don’t want to
talk to her. So, wait, you play the
guitar?
Brenda:
Yeah! I’m not real good yet, but I kinda like it. But I really wish I could
play drums, but my parents said I have to learn a real instrument first. Wait,
I thought you were friends with Lisa?
Margaret:
Well, I WAS, but like, those guys are kinda mean. And all they talk about is
clothes and make-up and boys and each other. And I’m not really into all that
stuff. They’re kinda haters.
Brenda:
Lisa used to be okay. We were friends in first grade and then Karlie came and
then Lisa got all weird.
Margaret:
Yeah, people are lame sometimes. I don’t even want to talk about those guys
anymore… So anyway—you like drums?
Because my big brother has a set in the basement, and he never lets me play
them, but he’s going away to college, and then I can play whatever I want.
Brenda:
NO WAY!
Margaret:
YEAH WAY.
Brenda:
Can I come over and play them sometime?
Margaret:
Totally. Can you bring your dad’s guitar?
Brenda:
Prolly. He’s pretty cool.
Margaret:
Awesome! We should totally be in a band!
We could use your poems and stuff!
Brenda:
Really? That would be so cool! What should we call ourselves?
Margaret:
How about “Middle School Mash Up”?
Brenda:
Ummm, that’s…okay.
Margaret:
“Hormonsters”?
Brenda:
Maybe we should keep working on it.
Margaret:
Ha! Yeah, you’re right. Let’s talk about it at lunch tomorrow.
Brenda:
Cool!
Margaret:
Can I sign you cast then?
Brenda:
Totally.
Margaret:
Cool, see you tomorrow!
Brenda:
Okay, bye!
Margaret:
Bye!
<click>
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