|The Corner House Steps
Author: Green Pasta PM
Nobody knew who the house belonged to or what its address was. We all just called it “The Corner House”.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Chapters: 4 - Words: 4,848 - Reviews: 3 - Updated: 05-12-10 - Published: 05-10-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2805523
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I scratched my head lightly, wondering what to do. How should I dress for this occasion? Should I hear feminine for Tyler or manly for Allison?
Friend #1 asked me first. So I should be more feminine, right?
I sighed, staying at my spot for just a bit longer before reluctantly heading towards my "house". Ever since my older brother moved out, everything's been in a mess. Dad is cheating on mom with some waitress at a bar he goes to often. Mom is in a total wreck and insults everyone at every chance she can get… if they are female. You see, mom really likes guys, if you get what I mean.
The house itself is very nice. It's large and the outside is very bright and clean looking. When you enter, it seems like a gorgeous mansion from a movie. If you enter the rooms on the left or right hand side, you will see spotless perfection. If you enter the door at the end of the hallways, you see a broken down home. Vases smashed and glasses shattered, pictures ripped and tables broken. Mom and dad fight a lot. They are always screaming at each other. They are always throwing things at each other. The family is broken.
I walked up to my room as I ignored the sounds of more glass breaking as it, most likely, collided with the wall. My room was simple. White walls and floors, white covers, white everything. My bed was small and I have never had a window. I opened my wardrobe and grabbed a simple, white skirt and a light purple shirt. I also brought a thin sweater in case I got cold.
I left the house as fast as possible, making sure to make no noise. I would hate it if mother and father knew I went inside. I try to avoid that horrible place as much as possible.
Letting out a sigh of relief as I safely made my way out, I ran over to the meeting spot. When I got there, I saw Friend #1 and #2 already there, staring at each other in pure awe and shock. I walked over slowly, but called out a short "hey" to get their attention. Allison noticed me first and was the first one to speak.
"He is the one who asked you!?" She asked in horror, her eyes wide. Tyler was still standing in the same spot, frozen. I let out a small, nervous laugh.
"Friend #1, is it okay if Friend #2 came along with us?" I asked, worried. He seemed to snap out of it, but he was still unfocused. He nodded, though.
We began walking towards the school in silence, the only sounds being those from the cars that passed by. Tyler stood on my left and Allison was on my right. When a car passed, Tyler spoke quickly, yet soft enough so only I could hear.
I understood the words the moment they left his mouth and I sent him a worried glance. Was this really a good idea…? I was confused, however, due to what happened next. Tyler began laughing softly.
Then, his laughter grew to the point of being as loud as the cars that passed. It was such a genuine laugh. I was really confused. Friend #2 must have been confused as well. She looked over at him and just seemed to stare at him for a while.
"Why are you laughing?" Allison asked, dully. He didn't stop laughing, however, as he replied to her question.
"The person who was better was her!" He managed to say through his fit. Well, I think that's what he said. I'm actually not very sure. At all.
"It's not funny!" Allison whined, her face going red again.
"I thought I had competition with some superior, amazing guy. I felt so bad, you know? Knowing that I couldn't be better than a guy. If you told me it was a girl, I wouldn't have given up so easily!" He said between laughs. I hit him slightly on the head.
"Hey, don't take girls so lightly. I am a good opponent." I joked, though slightly serious. I can't explain it really. Hopefully you understand the point I am trying to, somewhat, make.
The mood lightened after that as Allison and Tyler began to talk like friends. I walked ahead of them, listening to their conversation without interrupting it or seeming to obvious. It turns out she liked him, but only saw him as Number 2 compared to my, er, male self. Now that she knew I was a girl, she would be able to see him as her Number 1.
#1 became her Number 1. Sweet.
Anyways, I suppose I became the chaperone of this 'couple' as I led them to the school. Honestly, the walk there seemed to take forever, but I know for a fact it only takes 8 minutes from the steps. I know because I used to go to this school.
There were a lot of people going in and I could hear the music playing loudly. I deliberately slowed down, though I doubt the two behind me noticed the change in speed, as I waited for the crowd of people to disappear. It seemed like it never would, to be honest, because they just kept on swarming in. When I thought the crowd was finally gone, a new wave appeared. However, they were leaving the school and were most likely parents who wanted to drop off their children.
After what seemed to be years, the amount of people outside was reduced to a reasonable number and I sped up the walking speed to normal. We neared the doors of the school, when Tyler called out something, suddenly.
"Hey Mr. Green!" he said, waving his arm energetically. They ran past the teacher standing by the door and entered the building.
"So that's your name, Friend #3." I said plainly as I stared at his familiar face.
"I didn't expect to see you here."
"I was their date until they ditched me."
Friend #3 laughed at the expression I must have had on my face.
"Hey, by any chance, would your name happen to be…"
"Alexander Green? Yes."
"So that's why you were so familiar."
I always wondered why I would feel so comfortable talking to such an older looking stranger. Now I know, I guess. It's because I knew that older looking stranger. My brother's best friend.
We stood outside, talking about various things as he glanced at his watch a few times.
"My shift is over." He said after the 17th glance. I looked over at him with a small smile as he began walking in a very familiar direction. I followed him and we continued to talk about small, unimportant things. The sky had gotten darker. The street lamps were coming back on, would that other lamp be on as well, or had it gone out? How many people he had greeted in the past half hour, what we ate for lunch today.
I asked how old he was and he told me he was 19. It's a young age to be a teacher. He was always a genius, though, so I am not very shocked at this revelation. When I told him I had just turned 16 a few days ago, he had a shocked looked on his face and he said a quick 'happy belated birthday'.
When I saw those familiar steps, I sat down immediately, a smile making its way to my face. I loved these steps.
"Hey, why did you become a teacher at that school? You're smart, you could've taught at a better school."
"Well, I thought you were still there. You look like you would be." He laughed.
I hit him on the arm jokingly.
Alex, the name everyone called him by, took a step behind me, opening the door to The Corner House. I looked at him in total confusion.
"I live here." He said plainly, smiling. I was quite shocked. How had I not known?
"I usually leave through the back door and make my way around." He explained, gesturing for me to come inside.
"Why didn't you just tell me to move? Or say that this was your house?" I asked him in confusion. He smiled, as usual.
"Then you might've stopped coming by."
I stared at him for a bit longer before bursting out laughing. I had not laughed like this in quite a long time. It felt good.
"That is a ridiculous reason, Friend #3." I said, wiping away some of the tears from my eyes. He frowned slightly.
"Also, why am I Friend #3? I knew you before you knew Tyler." He pouted childishly. It was so ridiculously cute and immature.
"That is true." I said, not answering his initial question. I looked behind me and saw that the streetlamp had indeed gone off.
"Can I be Friend #1?"
"Maybe." I said with a grin.
Then I stepped into The Corner House, allowing the door to shut behind me with a faint 'click'.
Wooooow I'm sleepy.
Surprisingly, I got it all done. wheeeee.
And there we go, that's the end of this ministory. -salute-
Not very good, yes, but I needed to get the idea out~