CHAPTER-6

Even though Emma was sick all over the place and I'd had to clean it up, she was actually pretty fun to be around most of the time. And her dress really had been something, uh..before everything. I figured she was calling to thank me or even get togther for a barbecue or burger or sandwich something.

"Landon?"

"oh, hey!" I said, playing it cool,"what's happening?"

There was a short pause on the other end.

"um...how are you?"

It was then that I realized I wasn't speaking to Emma. It was Amelia, I almost dropped the phone. I thought i will be unconscious any minute now, I can't say I was happy about hearing from her, and for a second I wondered who gave her my number before I realized it was probably my mom or dad.

"Landon?"

"yeah pretty good," I finally blurted out, still in shock.

"Are you busy?"

"sort of"

"oh...I see..." she said, trailing off.

she paused again.

"Why you are calling me?" I asked.

it took her some seconds to get the words out.

"well...I just wanted to know if you could come by a little later this afternoon."

"coming by?"

"yes. To my house"

"your house?"

"or I can come to your house?"

"my house?" I didn't even try to disguise the growing surprise in my voice. Amelia ignored and went on.

"There's something I want to talk to you about. If this wasn't important I wouldn't ask"

"Can't you just tell me over phone?"

"I rather not!"

"well...this afternoon I got go to help Eric with some applications," i said, though it wasn't a lie, he told me he was working on some applications of colleges,  trying to get out of it.

"oh...like I said, it's important, but suppose I can talk to you on Monday at school..."

With that, I suddenly realized she wasn't going to let me off the hook and we'd end up talking one way or other. My brain suddenly clicked through the scenarios as I figured out which one I should do- talk to her where my friends would see us or talk to her in my home or talk at her house. Though none of them particularly good, there was something in the back of my mind, reminding me that I ruined her dress which was precious to her, and least I could do was listen to what she had to say.

I may be irresponsible, but a nice one. If I do say so myself.

Ofcourse, that dosent mean everyone has to know about it.

"No," I said, "today is fine...and that also to your house."

We arranged to meet at five o'clock, and the rest of the afternoon tick by slowly, just like the drips from Chinese water torture. I wondered if she was seeing from her bedroom that I left for Eric's house or not. Well, I am not like other's to break the promises, I just don't want anyone to see.

I made it to Amelia's house right on time and knocked on her door. Amelia answered the door, a quick peek inside revealed that old Mason wasn't around. Lemonade wasn't quite good for cloudly days, we sat in sofa in front of eachother.

"Thank you for coming,Landon" she said.

"I know you are busy, but I appreciate your taking time to do this."

"So,what's so important?" I said, wanting to get this over as quick as possible.

Amelia for the first time since I'd known her, actually looked nervous as she sat with me. She kept bringing her hands togther and pulling them apart.

"I want to ask you a favor."

"Favor?"

She nodded.

At first I thought she needs me to get some books from the library, or maybe she needed me to give some stuff to orphans, it must be so much that she needed someone. But it still took her few seconds for getting the words out.

She sighed, her hands coming togther again.

"Okay so, my father have written a play and even told miss chole about it and she liked it and she wants us, the drama members to perform it in the upcoming event in August, as you can see the event is far away and our summer vacation is up ahead we need to make props and other preparations. So we need to prepare all this from now on." She said all this in one breath.

"oh..okay, so how can I help?"

"I want you to play the second leading role," she said, while taking a bunch of papers from the shelf, " Henry Preston".

She showed me the script.

"Well....I don't know" I said, confused."How about Eddie brown? and we should ask miss chole before making decisions I guess..I mean, we are talking about the second leading role here. Who is the lead?" I said, trying my best to be normal and get out of this mess.

"I am the lead, I asked miss chole about it and she agreed."

To be continued...