fine, Ag .”
She blushes. “OK, so you can read thoughts. What about flying?”
Silence.
“Too hard?”
I pull a face. “No, Agatha. Should be a walk in the park. What do you think?”
Agatha reconsiders.
“Telekinesis!” The word bursts from her like an explosion of energy. Rhiannon jumps. I jump higher (see, I’m half way to flying already).
“You have got to be kidding me?”
Agatha shakes her head.
“Oh, sure ,” scoffs Rhiannon. “And then maybe she can try shooting lasers from her eyes.”
“Thanks ,” I sigh. “That’s a big help.”
“You’re welcome ,” Rhiannon says, a huge smile on her face.
Agatha takes me by the hand and drags me towards the Head.
“Let’s get out of sight so we can start.”
“Why?” c hirps Rhiannon, who seems to be enjoying herself all of a sudden. “So some passing shopper doesn’t glimpse Jelly running around the beach covered in seaweed, pretending to be an alien? We’re on an island, you defect. Who’s gonna see us?”
“ENOUGH!”
I close my eyes and take a deep breath. In a quieter, calmer voice, I say,
“Let’s just get there and try and figure this thing out, alright?”
Because any more of this and the alien’s going to lose her temper and seeing how the alien doesn’t know what she’s capable of, that would be bad.
Some of what I was thinking must show on my face because when I open my eyes, Agatha and Rhiannon are walking very quickly towards the island.
Chapter Ten
We trudge into the shelter of a small ring of trees.
“Right,” Agatha is all enthusiasm. “Let’s sit in a circle. We’ll put the thing that Jay’s trying to levitate in the centre and we’ll all concentrate on lifting it.” She shrugs. “Maybe it’ll help. We should start with something small…” she scurries off, scanning the ground.
Rhiannon shakes her head. “I can’t believe you people are for real . She actually believes you, doesn’t she?”
I ignore her. She’ll see soon enough, fingers crossed.
Agatha runs back into the clearing, her arms filled with treasures.
“Look what I’ve found ,” breathless, she deposits her find on the ground.
“Nice junk, loser.”
Agatha ignores her and picks up a tin can. “Exhibit A: an empty can. This is the lightest of the lot, so this is what we’ll start with.”
Placing it back onto the ground, she grabs another item.
“Exhibit B: driftwood.” She weighs it in her hands. “This is surprisingly light, and it’s bigger than the can, so this can go next. Then this funny shaped rock,” she pauses, “and then…me.”
“HA!”
Seeing that Agatha is serious, I sober, a little bit.
“What are you saying; that I’m supposed to go from an empty can to a fully fledged human being in three easy steps?” I shake my head. “Never going to happen.”
Agatha stares at me with a fixed expression. The one that doesn’t budge, just like her. “You said that you had to do this thing fast, but that doesn’t mean that you can’t be thorough. There’s no point stopping half way.”
“But –
“NO,” Agatha isn’t going to be shaken on this one. “You levitate the can first, then the wood, the rock, and me. We’re wasting time.” She turns to Rhiannon. “Sit down.”
I watch with a smile as Rhiannon lowers herself into a sitting position. Man, does that lady know how to muster disdain. I plonk myself onto the ground.
Agatha places the can in the middle of the triangle then seats herself in the gap. “Now,” she says, “we all look at the can and imagine it lifting off the ground. Jelly, you’ll be doing your thing and we’ll all be trying to help, won’t we Rhiannon?”
“You’re really loving this, aren’t you Scully?”
Agatha pulls a face at Rhiannon, who turns to me and says,
“If you weren’t just as bad, I wouldn’t know how you can suffer hanging around with these
She blushes. “OK, so you can read thoughts. What about flying?”
Silence.
“Too hard?”
I pull a face. “No, Agatha. Should be a walk in the park. What do you think?”
Agatha reconsiders.
“Telekinesis!” The word bursts from her like an explosion of energy. Rhiannon jumps. I jump higher (see, I’m half way to flying already).
“You have got to be kidding me?”
Agatha shakes her head.
“Oh, sure ,” scoffs Rhiannon. “And then maybe she can try shooting lasers from her eyes.”
“Thanks ,” I sigh. “That’s a big help.”
“You’re welcome ,” Rhiannon says, a huge smile on her face.
Agatha takes me by the hand and drags me towards the Head.
“Let’s get out of sight so we can start.”
“Why?” c hirps Rhiannon, who seems to be enjoying herself all of a sudden. “So some passing shopper doesn’t glimpse Jelly running around the beach covered in seaweed, pretending to be an alien? We’re on an island, you defect. Who’s gonna see us?”
“ENOUGH!”
I close my eyes and take a deep breath. In a quieter, calmer voice, I say,
“Let’s just get there and try and figure this thing out, alright?”
Because any more of this and the alien’s going to lose her temper and seeing how the alien doesn’t know what she’s capable of, that would be bad.
Some of what I was thinking must show on my face because when I open my eyes, Agatha and Rhiannon are walking very quickly towards the island.
Chapter Ten
We trudge into the shelter of a small ring of trees.
“Right,” Agatha is all enthusiasm. “Let’s sit in a circle. We’ll put the thing that Jay’s trying to levitate in the centre and we’ll all concentrate on lifting it.” She shrugs. “Maybe it’ll help. We should start with something small…” she scurries off, scanning the ground.
Rhiannon shakes her head. “I can’t believe you people are for real . She actually believes you, doesn’t she?”
I ignore her. She’ll see soon enough, fingers crossed.
Agatha runs back into the clearing, her arms filled with treasures.
“Look what I’ve found ,” breathless, she deposits her find on the ground.
“Nice junk, loser.”
Agatha ignores her and picks up a tin can. “Exhibit A: an empty can. This is the lightest of the lot, so this is what we’ll start with.”
Placing it back onto the ground, she grabs another item.
“Exhibit B: driftwood.” She weighs it in her hands. “This is surprisingly light, and it’s bigger than the can, so this can go next. Then this funny shaped rock,” she pauses, “and then…me.”
“HA!”
Seeing that Agatha is serious, I sober, a little bit.
“What are you saying; that I’m supposed to go from an empty can to a fully fledged human being in three easy steps?” I shake my head. “Never going to happen.”
Agatha stares at me with a fixed expression. The one that doesn’t budge, just like her. “You said that you had to do this thing fast, but that doesn’t mean that you can’t be thorough. There’s no point stopping half way.”
“But –
“NO,” Agatha isn’t going to be shaken on this one. “You levitate the can first, then the wood, the rock, and me. We’re wasting time.” She turns to Rhiannon. “Sit down.”
I watch with a smile as Rhiannon lowers herself into a sitting position. Man, does that lady know how to muster disdain. I plonk myself onto the ground.
Agatha places the can in the middle of the triangle then seats herself in the gap. “Now,” she says, “we all look at the can and imagine it lifting off the ground. Jelly, you’ll be doing your thing and we’ll all be trying to help, won’t we Rhiannon?”
“You’re really loving this, aren’t you Scully?”
Agatha pulls a face at Rhiannon, who turns to me and says,
“If you weren’t just as bad, I wouldn’t know how you can suffer hanging around with these
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