QOTD: Try to type ‘Chapter Six’ with your eyes closed.
Chapter Six: The next morning
The next morning, Lilac woke up and again didn’t even notice her flute. She was too anxious about her ‘flute symptoms’. Lilac scurried down the stairs and poured herself a glass of cold milk. She drank it down quickly. She packed her usual lunch, an apple, a ham sandwich, and a homemade smoothie. She threw her lunchbox into her backpack. “Bye Mom, bye Dad!” she said before heading out to the bus stop. She stared at the ground as she walked slowly to the bus stop. She was afraid that if she looked up, everything would start looking like a flute! Maya came and realized that Lilac wasn’t in her usual, cheerful mood. “Hey Lilac, it looks like you’re down in the dumps. What’s wrong?” she asked.
“I’m fine, just a little tired,” lied Lilac.
“Are you sure? Because you look pretty alert right now,” said Maya. and then she leaned over and whispered, “You’re anxious about your ‘flute symptoms’ are you?”
Lilac nodded, knowing she had told the right person about her magic flute. Lilac trusted Maya more than anyone! “Don’t worry,” continued Maya. “I’ll be there to make some fake excuses for you.” Maya winked at Lilac. Lilac smiled. Maya always knew what to say, anytime, and anywhere. “Thanks, Maya,” said Lilac to her best friend. Maya’s hazel eyes glittered in the sunlight. “Oh you’re welcome!” replied Maya. Then the bus arrived,
“Well, I guess it’s time to get on the bus,” said Lilac. Maya gave Lilac a thumbs up. They walked onto the bus together.
During lunch, Lilac and Maya sat at a table alone. They didn’t sit with their friends this time. “Any symptoms yet?” whispers Maya. Lilac shakes her head,
“They are probably going to start during recess, like yesterday,” replies Lilac. Maya nods her head. “Good point,” she says. She bites into her sandwich thoughtfully. She chews slowly as if every chew was an idea. “Lilac stares at Maya, “Um… Earth to Maya?” she waves her hand in front of Maya’s hazel eyes. “Oh sorry,” Maya replies embarrassed. “I was just thinking about some solutions for your ‘flute symptoms’.”
“It’s okay. I’m glad that you want to help me with my symptoms, it’s just that sometimes you get carried away…” Lilac says. Maya laughs. Lilac laughs too. They finish their sandwiches the moment the bell rings, DRING!!! DRING!!! DRING!!! Lilac and Maya smack their hands tightly over their ears. That horrendous piece of metal needs to be fixed. thinks Lilac. Lilac and
Maya packed their lunches and headed off to recess. Maya talked to Lilac about her dog, Star. She had only just started talking when suddenly, “Stop,” Lilac said urgently, “my ‘flute symptoms’ are back again.” Maya stopped talking immediately.
“Okay, what do you see?” Maya asked quietly.
“Your arms are flutes!” Lilac whisper-screamed. “Oh my gosh!! This is so creepy!!”
“Is there any other thing that looks like a flute?” asked Maya urgently.
“Yes! Those monkey bars look like rows of flutes!!” replied Lilac, looking terrified.
“Lilac! Calm down!” says Maya. “Take a few deep breaths.”