Assgina for Angie

Assgina for Angie

The phone rang and I immediately knew who was calling without even picking up the phone. As I always do, I ran to the phone and picked it up. "Hello?" I said breathlessly, my chest tight with anticipation as butterflies swarmed in my stomach.

"Timmy, could you come over?" Angelica replied. "Please?" Her voice sounded weird and I knew something was wrong.

"Of course," I said.

"Thanks, I really need someone to hang out with right now."

"I'll be right there so just ho-" I pulled the receiver from my ear when I heard the dial tone. Angelica had already hung up.

I didn't bother finishing breakfast. "Sorry about the mess, Ma," I called out as I raced out of the house, not waiting to hear her reply. Out front I tossed my bike off the porch into the yard and jumped down after it. Once on my bike I tore across our yard and down the road to Angelica's house at a blistering pace.

Twenty minutes later I dumped my bike in Angelica's yard. Her twin sister, Dawn, looked up from the book she was reading when I ran up the stairs to the wrap-around porch.

Despite being twins the two were nothing alike. Dawn had a reputation as a serious and studious girl. While Angelica was headed to the local community college in the fall, Dawn had been accepted to attend Cornell. Her serious mien was complemented by her looks with her long dark hair, green eyes and understated beauty.

She smiled widely when she realized it was me. "Good morning, Timmy. So what's up?"

I stood there catching my breath and I held up a hand. "Just-just a second."

"Wow, you're sweating! Did you race all the way here?"

I just nodded, bent over with my hands on my knees.

"Sit down, sit down," she urged, patting the spot next to her on the swing chair she was sitting in. "I'll go get you something cold to drink."

I shook my head. "No, I'm okay now," I said, straightening up. "I just came to see Angelica. Is she up in her room?"

Dawn's eyebrows knitted themselves in a frown. "Yeah, she's been pouting up in her room like a baby since Friday. All over her stupid ex-girlfriend.

Ex-girlfriend. My heart soared but I did my best to keep my face from showing the exultation I felt.

Apparently I wasn't doing to good a job of it because Dawn snickered. "You might want to try looking at least concerned before you knock on her door. Maybe even a bit sorrowful. Right now you look like someone who has just found out he won the Lotto jackpot."

"I see," I said, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. I forced my face to take on a more neutral expression. "How's that?"

"That is possibly the most blank look I've ever seen on a person without the use of mood altering drugs," she told me.

"It'll have to do," I said. "It's either this or grinning like a fool. Anyway, thanks for the help." I opened the front door to the house.

"What do you see in her anyway?" Dawn asked.

"She's Angelica," I answered as if that explained everything. And for me it did.

As Dawn had promised I found Angelica in her room sulking. "C'mon in, Timmy," she called out from the other side of the door.

I opened the door and peeked in. Angelica was lying face down on the bed. "How'd you know it was me?"

"I can always tell the sound of your footsteps and the way you knock," she answered. She rolled over on her bed and looked at me.

Angelica was named well. She looked as angelic as anyone possibly could with her long blonde hair and clear blue eyes.  The kind of blue eyes that Elton John sung about. The kind of eyes that indeed looked 'like the deep blue sea on a blue blue day'. I had fallen in love with those blue eyes and loved them more every time they looked at me. But they had always looked right through me as if I were even less substantial than the morning mist that gave our village its name.

But there, that morning those blue eyes were seeing me. Perhaps for the first time seeing the boy that loved her more than he loved anything or anyone.

Knowing that she and her girlfriend had broken up I expected her eyes to be red and her face streaked with tears while she sobbed with grief.

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