ALL’S WELL AS ENDS WELL
Chapter One
The school bell rang. I walked
out with my best friend, Katy.
"So...uh…what do you want to
watch tonight?" I asked.
"I was thinking…Titanic?"
"Okay." We sat down on
a bench, waiting for the bus to come. "So...have you seen Titanic
before?"
"Of course! It’s the
best!" she answered. "Have you?"
"No."
"Wow. That is a real shame.
A real shame," she said, shaking her head. I rolled my eyes.
"What’s it about?" I
asked.
"It’s about a tragic love
story. Hello? If it’s about the Titanic, it’s sad, right?" she asked.
"Right..."
"You’re so clueless."
"...and I’m proud of
it!"
"Okay...good for you."
The bus came and we hopped on,
and, of course, we went to the back.
"I’ve oftentimes wished I
could go into the movie and make a few changes."
"Why?"
"It’s tragic! That usually
means death, clueless," she said.
After the Movie
I was laughing so hard I felt
like I’d die.
"How can you be laughing at
a time like this?" Katy sobbed.
"I’m sorry. Is it a problem
that I laugh when I’m sad?"
"Yes!" she bawled.
"Your...your...laughter is...so pathetic! Shut up!"
"Oh...fine...so, I see why
you want to go in and change parts," I said. "I know I want to
now."
"I wish we could go into the
movie and change some things," Katy wished.
"Ditto." I rolled over
and went to sleep.
Morning
I rolled over and felt around for
my pillow. Instead, I felt wood and smelled fresh paint. I heard the clicking
of heels. I groaned as I got up. I cracked my eyes open only to see, in big,
bold letters, Titanic.
"Holy macaroons!" I
screamed, waking up Katy.
"What is it?" she
looked up and saw the word that I saw. "Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!"
she repeated.
"Calm down!" I said.
"We’re in public."
"So, where do you think Rose
and Jack are?"
"I don’t know. We probably
shouldn’t interfere until after Jack rescues Rose from her suicide
attempt," I said.
"Oh, fine. Can we just find
Rose? Please!" she said pleadingly.
"Fine. We have to wait for
her to board."
"Why?"
"Because people are still
boarding," I said. "Come on. Let’s look for her." We ran to the
railing in time to get a glimpse of red hair covered by a purple hat.
"Come on. Let’s go to the upper class deck."
"But what class are
we?" she asked.
"I don’t know! Just come
on!"