Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 132 Katelin has a Good Morning
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Thursday, April 28, 2005 (Continued)
Katelin was bouncing up and down outside her home when I pulled up. She bounced around to the driver's door and pulled me out of the car. "Come on! I can't wait to introduce you to my family."
I was dragged inside. I immediately recognized the two youngest boys. One was a senior, which was pretty much all I knew about him. The youngest was a guy called Gunner, currently in the 9th grade. He'd been in some of my 8th grade classes last year and he was a bully. He'd caused me some trouble, even in just the few months before I'd been advanced out of his reach, from middle school to 9th grade in high school.
"Haha!" Gunner laughed with contempt. "I wondered whether my stupid sister's latest BOY-friend was you. 'Martial arts expert' - ha! You're a pussy."
One of the older boys asked, "You know him, Gunner?"
"Yeah. He was in my class some of last year. A pathetic wimp. Even Katelin can do better than him."
#1:
That was very easy too. We settled on about 10% of the pain coming through, which wasn't much more than a slight annoyance.
Mrs. Eaton had moved on to introduce me to the next son. She started speaking, "This is Wayne..."
I interrupted, "Excuse me, Mrs. Eaton. I'll be with you in a minute or two. I have to wait until Junior gets tired of trying to break my hand."
Everyone looked at Junior. It was obvious from the tension in his hand and face that he was squeezing very hard.
"Junior!" yelled his father. "Let go," A message he reinforced with a slap across the back of Junior's head.
Junior was letting go anyway. Being a very cool sort of guy, I immediately moved to son number three, stuck out my hand, and said, "Pleased to meet you, Wayne."
He looked at my hand, then up and me, "How's your hand?"
"It's fine. Just between you and me, I don't think Junior's very strong. Not if he can't hurt a - what did Gunner call me? - 'pathetic wimp'. I've seen you around school. You're a senior aren't you?"
"Yeah. Nearly finished, thank God. I've seen you too, you're 'Egg', aren't you?"
"Yes, that's me."
Wayne turned to Katelin and asked her, "Why didn't you say your new boyfriend was Egg?"
"He's NOT my boyfriend! He's Julia's boyfriend. Why can't you get that?"
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[[This is something I found very hard to resist, especially now that I was starting to get some self-confidence with people. By the time one mind stops talking, the other two have had ideas of their own. By the time they've had their turns, the first mind has had more ideas, etc. It's especially common in important situations because each mind wants us to do the best possible job. It's a frequent consequence of my unusual thought processes, so I've left it in rather than only giving one mind's speech. The purpose of this autobiography is to teach you about me, so abridging my speech is not appropriate. In this specific case, my speech had also become more 'proper', in an unconscious reaction to my poor opinion of the Eatons. This was another consequence of my gaining confidence, because it was making me a bit of a smart-ass, as I'd recently been accused.]]
Since the vast majority of my audience was male, that went down well. When the chuckles were over, I said, "Katelin, returning to what we were discussing before. I believe I had just said your brothers did not deserve the badmouthing you had been giving them, and you were out of line to do so. If I remember correctly, you had a strong reaction to that. Would you like to try expressing your reaction again? Unless you want your ass to meet the floor again, you should probably use different words than last time."
"Umm. I was surprised you said that."
"That's a very cautious version. I wonder why, haha. I seem to remember that you also strongly disagreed, especially because of the way your brothers had treated me since I arrived. Correct?"
"Yes. They were horrible. Squeezing your hand, calling you names... ,"
"I can remember what they did. I don't need you to list their every action for me. Do you think you are a good person, Katelin?"
"Yes. Ahh, yes. Mostly I am."
"But since I arrived, EVERYTHING you've said to or about your brothers has been unpleasant, if not downright nasty. Without doubt your brothers have said a lot of bad things too. If you think you're a good person even though you talk badly, why can't they be good people too? The answer is that you are all good people.
-- "You want to improve your relationships with your brothers, that's the desire of a good heart. Your brothers aren't nasty or malicious toward you. They ARE stupidly macho, but that's to be expected in a family with so many males. There's so much young male behavior in this house, and it's been here for so many years, that it's become a habit for all of you. 'Young male behavior' is the LAST behavior you want inside a family, because it's competitive, destructive and isolating. It makes everyone lonely and unhappy."
Unfortunately the boys started making nasty comments, some aimed at me, some at Katelin.
My two non-speaking minds, with a little back and forth with the speaking mind, had been brainstorming how to impress the boys using martial arts, preferably without getting ourselves beaten to a pulp in the process. We'd decided on several impressive looking tricks making good use of my special abilities. Now seemed like a good time to start on them.
"I can see it's pointless for me to talk any more about this now, because none of you think I have any credibility. I think I should change my approach. How about I give you some martial arts demonstrations instead. How does that sound?"
Everyone's interest was suddenly raised.
Gunner declared, "You don't know ANYTHING. You're a bag of shit."
Don asked, "What could a smart-ass BOY like you possibly show us!"
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Tuesday, April 26, 2005 (Continued) Julia hung around long enough to say, "I think I should leave you to it for this one. Besides, I need to keep an eye on Andrew to stop him trying to sneak back in, haha," which Julia said loud enough for Andrew to hear. "I'll talk with Katelin too. Just send Ava down when you've finished, and I'll send Katelin up. Be quick, as we're running late." The last instruction was silly, as by now Ava had pushed me onto my back, undone my pants, pulled...
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Monday, June 20, 2005 (Continued) I've written many words to describe events at the swimming pools, but nothing about what some people would consider the raison d'être of the Aquatic Center: swimming. My visit was much more about bikinis, but I did do some swimming, so I'll mention that briefly now. Even before we'd arrived at the Center, it'd occurred to me that there might be pretty girls wearing bikinis here, and therefore I should try to impress the bikini bottoms off them. I had...
Tuesday, April 19, 2005 (Continued) I loaded my bag with what schoolwork I wanted to do tonight, then headed to the DMV. Corvallis being a small place, it didn't take long for me to jog there. It didn't seem to take any energy either, even with a backpack on. As a little experiment, I tried running at my optimal rate, and the extra weight did cause fatigue to build up, forcing me to reduce my pace significantly. Apparently there are some rational aspects to how I break the laws of physics...
Monday, June 20, 2005 (Continued) Not long before we left, one of the girls asked, "When can we do this again, Mark?" Obviously she wasn't one of my regulars, or she would've asked Julia. I threw caution to the wind by taking a shot at answering it myself, "I'm busy tomorrow, because that's when I'm hoping to buy my new car." Actually it was Julia who was doing the hoping. I was too conflicted to "hope" to buy a new car. I liked the cars we'd been testing, but I didn't like the...