I crouch in the woods awaiting the mail. The schedules were supposed to come today.
Marie was still sleeping but it was likely that my mother was not. If she saw me waiting for the mail in the yard I would most likely gat a punishment and lecture about rapists, kidnappers, and murderers.
The Mail man finally reached my family's house.
Finally.
He deposited some letters and went off to the next house.
I ran foward and opened the mail box.
Letters, letters, bills, aha!
I pull out my schedule and start walking towards the house.
After I had put the rest of the mail on the counter where they would find it, I went Up to my room to open my schedule.
Homeroom Room 135
AP English - Trailer 10 - Ms. Johnson
AP Geometry - Room 220 - Ms. Smith
Study Hall
AP World History - Trailer 32 - Mr. Morris
Lunch
AP Biology - Room 107B - Mr. Gerald
Japanese - Room 212 - Dr. Green
Gym - Gymnasium - Mrs. French
I sighed in contenment. Everything that I had signed up for was here.
I had a couple hours till I had to make dinner so I went outside into the woods.
I didn't go to the falls, if I went there I probably would've stayed the night and gotten into trouble.
Instead I found a simple clearing and streched in the middle of it.
I checked around first so that nobody was around to see me.
I did push-ups and curl-ups lke I saw on TV. I also did a split like the girls in gymnastic competions. I think I'm not supposed to do it fully until afterwards but I shrugged it off. I just must really flexible.
I did flips from ontop of trees to the ground. Tumbles, handstands, cartwheels, hand-springs, backbends and kickovers.
I did all these remembering how the girls on TV did them. The way they used to bend their legs and tilt fowards or run a little and pump with their arms the slightest.
After I was done, I looked to the sky to tell what time it was. I had another hour or so.
I wasn't even panting for breath which was weird. All the girls had taken big gulps of air when they did it. Did that mean I had to too?
I took a deep breath and started panting. It was easy to pant but I didn't like to act very much. Even if I could act pretty well.
I checked agin to see if I was alone.
No one.
Good.I thought to myself. This way no one could hear me.
I took a deep breath started dancing and singing.
"Dry lightning cracks across the skies
Those storm clouds gather in her eyes
Her daddy was a mean old mister
Mama was an angel in the ground
The weather man called for a twister
She prayed blow it down
There's not enough rain in Oklahoma
To wash the sins out of that house
There's not enough wind in Oklahoma
To rip the nails out of the past
I sang a little louder.
Shatter every window 'til it's all blown away,
Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away
'Til there's nothing left standing, nothing left of yesterday
Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away,
Blown away
I went down in volume.
She heard those sirens screaming out
Her daddy laid there passed out on the couch
She locked herself in the cellar
Listened to the screaming of the wind
Some people call it taking shelter
She called it sweet revenge
I went up in volume again.
Shatter every window 'til it's all blown away,
Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away
'Til there's nothing left standing, nothing left of yesterday
Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away,
Blown away
There's not enough rain in Oklahoma
To wash the sins out of that house
There's not enough wind in Oklahoma
To rip the nails out of the past
Shatter every window 'til it's all blown away (blown away)
Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away (blown away)
'Til there's nothing left standing, nothing left of yesterday (blown away)
Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away,
Blown away, blown away, blown away, blown away, blown away."
I finished the song and looked up to the sky. I was a terrible singer. But it didn't sound all that bad...nope, I was a terrible singer.
It was time to go make dinner again.
I sighed, I've been doing a lot lately, and walked home.
How can a song be so oppisite of your life?
