incomplete | short story

11

           "Can we..um- play a game?"

           "What kind of game?"

           "A fun game"

           "Math is fun"

           "No Marcel, a different kind of fun"

           "I do not know, Jen.."

           "Come on, Marcel. Live a little"

She rolled her eyes and pulled him up, then jumped back onto his couch. She leaned back closed her eyes.

          "You look ridiculous"

          "Come on, just do it"

          "Why are we doing this?"

          "I actually have no idea"

They both leaned against the couch and closed their eyes. He smirked; remembering another word he could use to impress her.

           "Jettison"

           "I know what that means already"

           "What?"

           "I.. I saw it in a different dictionary"

           "What does it mean then"

           "to throw (something) off as an obstacle or burden"

He was pale as the last words left her mouth. She knew what it meant. So that means she bought a new dictionary?

           "You.. bought a new dictionary?"

           "No.. I looked in yours. I looked in it when you weren't in the room"

           "Why on earth would you do that!"

           "Because I wanted to.. I wanted to impress you"

so this book is coming to an end soon. i'm not even kidding, maybe like three or four chapters left and then it's done lol. i hope you guys aren't mad, this story is meant to be short anyway.