Little fanfare today as I’m sort of running behind. So, have at it, kids!
(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)
Kerry looked down as he scratch the side of his forehead for a few seconds, then spent a few seconds more looking about the room before turning back to Annie. “How about I make a deal with you?”
Annie took this to mean it was going to see Coraline right away. Still, she wanted to hear what he had to say. “I’m listening.”
“Let’s go to Sorcery and if I’m still acting the same way a few hours from now, then I’ll go to the hospital when we come back for lunch.” He gazed into her eyes as he smiled. “Is that okay?”
“Only if you accept the stipulation that if I think you’re growing increasingly unable to control your mood, I tell Helena I’m taking you to the hospital and we go.” The smile she returned was warm but serious. “Otherwise, I’m just going to keep after you until we see Coraline before leaving for the Witch House.”
Knowing this was an argument he wouldn’t win, he capitulated with the curt nod. “I accept.” Without say anything else he dove back into breakfast while, at the same time, he tried not to appear as if he felt like he was about to explode.
As soon as they were finished with breakfast they grabbed their book bag and backpack and headed out of the Dining Hall. As usual, they used one of the west doorways before heading across the Rotunda towards the North Passage leading to Åsgårdsreia Tower. In the past they would continue through the tower and beyond The Pentagon so they could take the path to the Witch House, but these days, when weather was good, they flew: Kerry on his broom and Annie on her own. And with the weather today being good, they both look forward to a short, pleasant flight to their class.
They were about five meters pass the staircase leading up to the hospital when the morning pleasantness ended with a shout. “Malibey.”
Annie turned as did Kerry and saw Franky Smith, Fidele Diaz, and Gavino D’Addario enter the Rotunda from the same hall they had exited moments before. The trio of boys stopped about three meters from them and stood staring for several seconds.
With nothing said after five seconds Kerry took it upon himself to be the first to speak. “You guys want something?”
Franky finally found his voice. “I want to know why you crashed Lisa last weekend.”
Just when you think Kerry may get through the day without being bothered on the way to class, here comes trouble. And it’s really not a good time for him, right? Plus, what’s this “You wrecked Lisa” business? Which even has Kerry puzzled–
It was Kerry’s turn to wait several seconds before replying. “I crashed her?”
“Yes.” Franky nodded. “You did.”
Kerry wasn’t in the mood for arguing. “I didn’t. End of story.”
Fidele pointed in Kerry’s direction. “I don’t think that’s true, Malibey, ‘cause everyone saw it happen.”
“Including Race Control?” Kerry shook his head as he sighed. “Who obviously didn’t see anything, because I never got called in for a discussion about wrecking her—” He turned back toward Franky. “Which I didn’t do.”
Annie felt as if there was something else going on at the moment. It wasn’t so much that Franky wanted to pick a fight about something that happened on the race course over the last weekend, as it seemed like the boys were confronting them in an effort to rattle Kerry. And she didn’t care for any of their reasons behind that premise. Normally Kerry wouldn’t rattle, but given what is going through this morning he just might.
Now, one might say someone’s pushing Kerry’s buttons, and we have some idea of what happens when that happens. But he’s never had his buttons pushed when he’s in this kind of mood, which could end up being… bad.
I guess we’ll see what happens tomorrow.
And I should have more to say as well.