Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 139 Half a Lunch with the Ducklings
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Tuesday, April 19, 2005 (Continued)
At home Carol went to put away her clothes for tomorrow and I caught up with Mom and Dad. They started asking general questions about the evening, but I focused on Prof's idea, "Because I want to call him back shortly, before it gets too late." That conversation went very much as I expected:
Surprise at my needing so little sleep. I answered, "You know I'm weird, just accept it please. I'll make sure I get the sleep I need, however much that is."
Surprise at the Williamses being willing to let me come and go at such odd hours. I said, "It's mainly 'come'. They've already given me their house-key and shown me how to use their alarm."
Not being happy at letting a driver with so little experience drive at those hours. I countered with, "If the Examiner from Hell couldn't find a single fault, I'm sure I can drive safely for the few minutes it takes. And I don't need experience. You saw me drive Dad's car in the parking lot with no experience whatsoever. You know I didn't need any driving lessons to satisfy the Examiner from Hell. I'm weird, just accept it again please."
Worrying about other drivers, especially the drunks. At those hours, that was an issue I was willing to accept as real. We agreed I wouldn't drive to the Williams' Saturday or Sunday mornings (late Friday or Saturday nights, if you prefer to think of it that way). I was happy to agree to that because it meant the rest of the week I could do as I wanted.
Mom tried to call Vanessa, but the Williams' phone was engaged.
I explained to Mom, "It's probably Julia inviting her classmates to lunch. She could be tying up the line for quite a while."
So Mom called Vanessa's cellphone, and I left them to their discussion about my comings and goings.
Carol and Donna were both hanging around, and so while Mom talked the issue to death with Vanessa, us kids and Dad just chatted. We talked about the evening, with me mentioning the highlight, "Carol cooked a VERY delicious roast chicken. I had four helpings."
Dad and Donna had a few things to say about Carol's increasing wifely domestication, which Carol beamed with happiness about.
Remembering that it was Donna's bowling game with Robert that had spurred that whole idea, I mentioned our plan for Sunday noon, "Julia, Robert, me, and a bunch of girls from Julia's classes will go bowling. Julia wants me to bowl 300 and impress everyone."
Donna immediately BEGGED to come with us. At the same time Dad's reaction was to laugh at the idea that I could get 300. He obviously remembered some of my previous games.
I chose to answer Dad first. "Dad, I CAN bowl 300. Prof suggested we go to the lane to find out whether I could, and I can. It's actually quite easy, if you can believe that."
"You bowled 300 already tonight?"
"No, I just bowled enough balls to know I can. If you like I'll bet you $10 that I can get 300 on Sunday." I'd rather thoughtlessly copied that line from Julia, when she'd used it to shut down Robert's doubtful comments. In our household the effect was a little different.
From Mom in the adjoining kitchen, "I heard that, Mark! I'll be in to talk with you as soon as I'm off the phone. In front of Donna too!"
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Dad, very quietly said, "I get your point, and you better not mention the previous $10 to your mother."
Donna repeated her request to be allowed to come bowling with us.
Dad, no doubt happy to change the subject, especially if Mom came in soon, said, "Mark's doing this to meet a bunch of 16-year old girls. I doubt he'll want you there, sweetie."
I couldn't think of any reason not to allow her to come, and it seemed entirely fair to do so as it was her game that made me think of it. So I said, "Donna can come if she wants. It was her having a game with Robert that made me think of it. As I understand Julia's plan, it's just going to be a bunch of girls who'll be trying to flirt with me. If any of them have a problem with Donna, that's their problem, not mine. I'd rather have Donna there than any of them anyway."
Carol had already claimed my lap, but Donna still gave me the best hug she could, exclaiming, "He's such a great brother. I'll LOVE to come see you bowl 300. It'll be incredible."
Carol and Donna were giving me the kisses that I apparently deserved when Mom came in. "Sorry to break up the love-fest, but Prof wants you on the phone, Mark, to arrange your first visit."
When I got to the phone, Prof told me, "Your mother has approved it. As I understand it you'll go to sleep at the usual household hour tonight, and wake up at an unknown time. Is that correct?"
"Yes. I'll go to bed about 10 or 11 and tell myself to wake up when my body decides it's had enough rest. I don't know how that'll work. I might not sleep at all that way, or I might sleep until 7:30am which is when I'll ask Mom to wake me if I haven't already. I just don't know. But if Vanessa's right I should wake some time between. I think I need less than five hours, which if I'm right will mean I'll wake about 3am. If I wake at a useful time, I'll go to your place."
"Good. I hope to see you in the morning then. Vanessa wanted me to ask whether you needed some snacks left in your study in case you get hungry during the night?"
"That's VERY nice and thoughtful of her. Normally I do raid the fridge a couple of times during my late-night studying. This time, if I come, I'll just bring the chicken leftovers back and a few pieces of bread to make sandwiches. I'll look after myself tonight, but for other nights that would be great. Please thank her VERY much for me." I was VERY sincere. I joke about my eating, but it's a fact that I do need a lot of food and I do get hungry quicker than I used to. It can get very distracting and unpleasant if I don't eat often enough.
"I will. Last point, remember to pick yourself a project before you go to sleep. Unless you've got one in mind already?"
"Ahh, no. I haven't thought about it yet."
"Something you'll enjoy, that involves other people, and will require several decisions.
-- "Goodnight, Mark. No, hang on, Julia wants to talk with you. I'll see you tomorrow morning hopefully. Putting Julia on now, goodnight."
Julia - who hadn't talked to me for SO LONG - had to tell me how excited all the girls she'd contacted so far were at having lunch with us tomorrow.
When I had a brief window of opportunity, I mentioned that Donna was coming on Sunday, and knowing her she'd certainly want to play rather than be a spectator.
Julia said, "Good. I'll add her to the list. All the girls I've talked to tonight want to come too. I've got more calls to make and it's getting late-ish, so I better hang up on you, darling."
Some brief smoochy talk later, we hung up. I thought it was probably time to face the music, so I walked into the living room.
Mom saw me enter and immediately said, "What was that I heard about you trying to bet ten dollars?"
I managed to convince Mom that what I'd said was equivalent to asking Dad, "Do you want to bet that the sun will rise in the East tomorrow morning?" It wasn't meant as an invitation, but as a way of telling the other person that I was confident that I was right. Which led Mom to ask what we'd be talking about, so I told her I'd be bowling a 300 game on Sunday.
Mom, like Dad, was initially doubtful. I debated whether to offer her a ten dollar bet, but decided that was like dousing myself with gasoline and then playing with fire, as Mom doesn't like smart-asses. So I just assured her that I was positive that it was "well within my Special Abilities." Mom got that, and accepted my assurance.
Before Mom could return to her theme of betting I quickly asked, "Mom, Dad, while you're both here, I wondered about my parking Julia's car in our driveway. I think it'll be here most nights, Julia not having her license yet. Should I park it in the driveway where I might block you guys, or on the street?"
"Use your judgment," was Dad's answer. He further suggested, "If you're going to be leaving in the wee smalls, you should back into the drive so you can get out quietly and without shining the headlights on anyone's windows." (Dad's saying "wee smalls" either meant in the early hours of the morning, or in my smallest pair of underwear. His mentioning the glare of my departure not shining on people's windows made me reasonably sure he was meaning the hour of the night.)
That was a good enough idea that I immediately went out to rearrange the car. Donna wanted to come for a ride with me. Her first, even if it was only twenty feet or so.
On the way out to the car I asked Donna, "Do you want to bowl or watch on Sunday?"
I got an even fussier answer than I'd expected, "I want to play on your lane, of course."
"I'll need to check that Julia hasn't already promised all those slots away. If not, sure."
Turning the car around necessitated driving on the street, so the seatbelts went on before the engine did. Donna thought I was OTT, and I told her, "You should get into the habit with me. And with everyone else too, come to that."
-- Donna didn't seem impressed so I added, "Prof lost his leg because people weren't wearing seat belts. Do you want to lose your leg?" That worked much better.
Then Donna started telling me how wonderful I was to let her come bowling with me. I didn't see it as such a big deal. There was no reason why not, and a very good reason why: because she was so pleased about it. It was an easy decision. I was barely half listening to her because she was just praising me. She did say, "Wait until I tell my girlfriends how wonderful you are to let me come along. They'll be even more eager to meet you again."
This immediately caught my attention for a couple of reasons, the first was, "Remember my being able to get 300 is a secret. No one should know I can do that in advance. You can say we're going bowling, and that I'm happy for you to come play with us, but please don't mention anything about 300 until after I've done it, then you can say I did, but not that we expected to, okay?"
Donna assured me she understood.
While I thought of it, I added, "And no betting on me! If Mom found out you'd be grounded. I'd be upset with you too. No betting, okay?"
"I never thought of it, and still won't do it now you've given me the idea. Mom got REALLY annoyed at me for betting at your race."
The second reason Donna had caught my attention was an idea for the project that Prof wanted me to exercise my non-existent leadership abilities on. Donna's little friends had been fun when they came to see us off at the car; "fun" being one of Prof's criteria. Involving people was another criterion, so that also got a tick. Involving "several decisions or actions" was the remaining criterion. I didn't have any specific goal in mind for those girls, but I was sure that whatever I did would involve many "decisions or actions". I had to decide what my goal was. After a bit more thought, I decided it was probably the 'journey' rather than the 'destination' that would be the most fun in this case. I imagined it'd be fun to play with their adoration and one-upping of each other to get my attention. I didn't want to actually do much with any of them; I just liked the fun of a group of them trying so hard to get me interested. "Can I ask you a favor, please Donna?"
"Sure." After a brief pause she added, "OF COURSE you can. I'm not going to say no to you."
"Thank you. I'm thinking of having some fun with those girls you introduced to me. Plus maybe some others of your friends if they want to join in too. If you get a group of them together, I can meet them from time to time. As a group; not one on one. I'd need you to manage them all. I certainly don't want to have a whole bunch of giggly girls calling me, or worse still, me having to call them. Would it be okay for you to do that for me? It might be a bit of a pain at times."
Donna exclaimed, "Are you kidding! I'd love to do that. It'll be fun and make me very popular too. I'd be like a queen, with all the girls begging me for the chance to meet you."
"Don't let this go to your head! Don't turn power-mad or anything. I'd hate to see you get arrogant and bossy, because you're such a nice girl the way you are now."
"I won't. It'll be fun, but it's not going to last long. To the end of the school year, I guess, so just a few weeks." I hadn't thought about that, but it was true.
Donna added, "Plus I'll be happy if I can see you enjoy yourself. I know Julia and Carol are going to get girls for you, and I think it's choice that I can too."
"How do you know about Julia and Carol doing that?"
"Please! It's hardly a secret. You all talk about it a lot. Carol calls Julia on her cellphone and talks in my room right next to me. You just told me Julia's inviting a whole lot of girls bowling on Sunday. The reason is obvious! Duh."
"Okay, I asked a silly question. Your group of girls is different from Julia's and Carol's girls though. Julia and Carol want me to have sex with their girls, but with your girls I just like the fun of seeing how eager to please they are. I don't want to have sex with any of them."
"You could if you want. Most of them haven't done it yet, but they'd love to do it with you. Maybe some might back out, but the rest would be jumping with joy."
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