I’m kind of late to the Six Sentence Story this week. I am returning with a character who was last here a couple of months ago in a story entitled Silence Shared which was itself a continuation of earlier stories. The prompt word from Denise this week is “type” and six sentences is the allotment. Click over to GirlieOntheEdge to read more or to leave a Six of your own.
Jimmy had known what was cool and what wasn’t, and though he’d never mentioned empty seats specifically, I knew they were not cool, that is, the kid surrounded by empty seats was not cool, but I also suspected the type of kid that has lunch in a classroom with a teacher wasn’t cool either. But on the third day of school, the third day of sitting alone, Ms. Ellsworth said she could use my help, that a new student, Jamie, had just arrived and was feeling shy and could use a friend. Yeah, right, but it was hard to say no to a teacher, and truth is I wasn’t looking forward to the cafeteria again, truth was I could use a friend too, now that the one friend I’d ever had was dead.
This poor new kid, what were his parents thinking, getting him into school two and a half days late, unless he had played hookey, that would be cool; I never did, but Jimmy used to play hookey now and again. I was sitting there thinking about that and that the new kid’s name, Jamie, was too much like ‘Jimmy’ when this Jamie strode in and sat right down across from me. Maybe things had gone from bad to worse, but Jimmy once said that some girls could be cool, and I figured this one had to be cooler than sitting alone, because the first thing she told me is that she’d been playing hookey for the first two and a half days of school.