all.
Sergeant K looked up immediately, looking slightly angry. Terrence woke from his slumber abruptly and stared at Lynette as though she had gone off her rocker. Kevin coughed awkwardly next to us, while Barnes and Antonio gawked at her lack of common sense and compassion.
I couldn’t hold myself back. “Um, actually, Lynette, world hunger is one of the biggest problems facing the world right now. It is a huge issue.”
She rolled her eyes and sighed before responding, “Well, why can’t they just grow plants to eat? It is really not that difficult. They are just lazy.”
“Um, in some countries they can’t grow anything, because of soil erosion. There are no nutrients in the soil, so the plants can’t grow.”
“Well, that is just too bad for them. I mean it is their own problem. They should move to where they can grow plants. They can’t be making the whole world worry about them. We didn’t do anything.”
I was done. “Yeah, okay. Excuse me, I’m going to leave before I lose any more IQ points than I already have, listening to her talk.” I pushed my chair out and stormed out of the dining room. Just as I walked out the door I heard LaGard mumble something and then Kevin say, “Um, excuse me, everyone.”
I knew he was going to follow me so I began sprinting, which was not easy in the dress I chose for that evening. I passed all the other servants rooms as I headed for the library. I shut the door quickly, when I heard the footsteps catching up. Moments after I had shut the door, it opened again.
“What the hell was that?” Kevin yelled in a voice that echoed throughout the library.
I rolled my eyes before facing him. “Were you listening to what that idiot was saying? It was ridiculous! World hunger not an issue?”
“Yeah, I know what she said, but you can’t go insulting her like that! It’s rude!”
“She was being stupid. It’s not my fault that her brain is no bigger than a walnut!”
“See, there you go again!” Kevin was getting really frustrated now. “Look, you can’t be running your mouth like that. You are going to be dealing with a lot of idiotic rulers of different countries, and I will be the first to tell you that some of them make her look like a scholar.”
I sat down in one of the chairs. I could see his point, but I didn’t want to hear it. “Well, since when did you become my mentor?”
“Haven’t you heard a word I’ve just said?” he asked, clearly exasperated.
“No, I’ve perfected the art of zoning you out, so I didn’t,” I answered, now looking among the shelves for a book that would be more interesting than listening to Kevin. I grabbed the first volume of A Comprehensive Survey of Precambrian Geology in the Greater Aleutian Islands. Bingo.
“God!” he roared, and I looked up to see Kevin throwing his hands up in the air. “You know, I’m starting to get the sneaking feeling that you just might not want me around.” Sarcasm oozed in his tone.
I leaned forward in the chair, trying to look oh-so sweet and attentive to whatever he had to say. “Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner here at today’s episode of The Pity Party! Good job. And there are even sometimes I wish that you were dead! Then I wouldn’t have to listen to you!”
The minute the words left my mouth I started to feel rotten. It came out a lot harsher than I wanted. You never want to wish someone dead, especially someone you know, and you especially never want to say it to their face. I should
Sergeant K looked up immediately, looking slightly angry. Terrence woke from his slumber abruptly and stared at Lynette as though she had gone off her rocker. Kevin coughed awkwardly next to us, while Barnes and Antonio gawked at her lack of common sense and compassion.
I couldn’t hold myself back. “Um, actually, Lynette, world hunger is one of the biggest problems facing the world right now. It is a huge issue.”
She rolled her eyes and sighed before responding, “Well, why can’t they just grow plants to eat? It is really not that difficult. They are just lazy.”
“Um, in some countries they can’t grow anything, because of soil erosion. There are no nutrients in the soil, so the plants can’t grow.”
“Well, that is just too bad for them. I mean it is their own problem. They should move to where they can grow plants. They can’t be making the whole world worry about them. We didn’t do anything.”
I was done. “Yeah, okay. Excuse me, I’m going to leave before I lose any more IQ points than I already have, listening to her talk.” I pushed my chair out and stormed out of the dining room. Just as I walked out the door I heard LaGard mumble something and then Kevin say, “Um, excuse me, everyone.”
I knew he was going to follow me so I began sprinting, which was not easy in the dress I chose for that evening. I passed all the other servants rooms as I headed for the library. I shut the door quickly, when I heard the footsteps catching up. Moments after I had shut the door, it opened again.
“What the hell was that?” Kevin yelled in a voice that echoed throughout the library.
I rolled my eyes before facing him. “Were you listening to what that idiot was saying? It was ridiculous! World hunger not an issue?”
“Yeah, I know what she said, but you can’t go insulting her like that! It’s rude!”
“She was being stupid. It’s not my fault that her brain is no bigger than a walnut!”
“See, there you go again!” Kevin was getting really frustrated now. “Look, you can’t be running your mouth like that. You are going to be dealing with a lot of idiotic rulers of different countries, and I will be the first to tell you that some of them make her look like a scholar.”
I sat down in one of the chairs. I could see his point, but I didn’t want to hear it. “Well, since when did you become my mentor?”
“Haven’t you heard a word I’ve just said?” he asked, clearly exasperated.
“No, I’ve perfected the art of zoning you out, so I didn’t,” I answered, now looking among the shelves for a book that would be more interesting than listening to Kevin. I grabbed the first volume of A Comprehensive Survey of Precambrian Geology in the Greater Aleutian Islands. Bingo.
“God!” he roared, and I looked up to see Kevin throwing his hands up in the air. “You know, I’m starting to get the sneaking feeling that you just might not want me around.” Sarcasm oozed in his tone.
I leaned forward in the chair, trying to look oh-so sweet and attentive to whatever he had to say. “Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner here at today’s episode of The Pity Party! Good job. And there are even sometimes I wish that you were dead! Then I wouldn’t have to listen to you!”
The minute the words left my mouth I started to feel rotten. It came out a lot harsher than I wanted. You never want to wish someone dead, especially someone you know, and you especially never want to say it to their face. I should
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