Part 6: Double Feature Fighting
After a silent breakfast, my head still pounding, I went to the closet-bedroom.
“ What the hell
are you doing here? You don’t belong here!” Smoke followed, waking my mind from it’s momentary peace. His voice reverberated
off the walls, “ Does Mother know where you’ve gone? I can’t believe this, Kat!”
“ I just wanted to see where you’d gone,” I answered timidly.
“ So, you saw. Why’d you follow me into the club. You aren’t supposed to go places like that!” Smoke was half whispering, half yelling.
“ You went in!”
“ Yes, but I’m older! And why did you buy a drink? That guy might’ve given you something dangerous, did that ever cross your mind? You’re lucky I was there!”
“ So, you went in the first time once! Probably bought a drink!”
“ I’m different!” He hit the wall with his big, boy hand. He looked like my twin: black hair, brown eyes, aristocratic pallor
“ Why?” I was getting more upset by the second.
“ Because I knew what to do! You just went blindly!”
“ It tasted like milk
, how was I supposed to know that it wasn’t?”
“ Guess! Don’t take a drink from a stranger
! You don’t belong in places like that!” Smoke was fuming.
“ I don’t belong in places like that? What about you? Your name is Arthur Everingham Roth! You’re so posh
you spit champagne
! You go to Ingress Prep, last week you took Muffy Kensington to junior dance. You don’t belong here either!” I paused, breathing heavily, “ Do they know who you are?”
“ No, and I’d like to keep it that way,” He stopped yelling and looked at me in wonder. I myself could barely understand why I’d said that.
“ If you send me back, I’ll tell Mother where you’ve been,” I was quaking, but my voice was strangely calm.
“ Bitch,” He whispered
The first part, Like Brilliant,
the Second, Does not make me rush, does not make me wait,
Third, Lenky Belief in Bars,
Fourth, Careful Cunning and On,
Fifth, R Flat Minor
Seventh, When or Not, Make it Great