Sunday, February 1, 2009


by Linda-Carolyn Hansen

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Emily. She was always late.

One day she had to make it to an interview that was going to start at three in the afternoon. The interview was going to be in Manhattan. Since she lived in Staten Island, she had to leave at one-thirty, considering the train, bus and ferry. Well, that day, Emily overslept and didn't wake up until twelve-thirty.

As soon as she looked at her clock, she gasped. But that did not prevent her from going to her kitchen to get breakfast.

After having a Pop Tart, a glass of orange juice, and an apple, she decided it was time to hit the shower. As Emily was walking up the stairs, she heard her phone ring.

"Emily, my darling, it's me!"

"Lilian! Where have you been? I haven't seen you for months! It's as if you disappeared!"

Somehow, Emily melted into conversation. Hours and hours of "oh my gods" and "no ways" and "did you hears" followed. Little did Emily know how much time was passing.

When she finally reached upstairs, right before getting into the shower, Emily checked the time. FOUR-THIRTY!

Emily was furious!! Being the kind of person that would never take the blame for anything she did, she started to think of someone to yell at. It didn't take too long before "Lilian" popped in her head. She ran downstairs and grabbed her phone.

"Hello?" answered Lilian.

"Why do you always ruin everything?" asked Emily.

"Excuse me?"

"You know exactly what I mean!"

"What happened, are you okay?"

"Don't play the innocent card! If it wasn't for you I wouldn't have missed my interview!"

"What on earth are you talking about?"

"Your big mouth! That's what I'm talking about! You always call and talk so much! Gosh, Lil, do you ever shut up?"

"How dare you blame me for making you late? If you didn't get so carried away with talking then you wouldn't be late, Em!"

"Whatever! I'm so sick of you, Lilian," Emily said, and she clicked off the phone.

Furious, Emily started pacing back and forth. After making about ten circles around the kitchen, she became tired, dropped to the floor, and began to think her day through. It got her upset.

She decided she'd have lunch, since her breakfast was small. So she went to her fridge. But before reaching for an ice cream, she looked at her calendar.

Her cheeks turned red and she burst out laughing. She had her interview scheduled for tomorrow, not today!

She picked up the phone again.

"What?" Lilian asked.

"Oh, I'm so sorry..."

And for the rest of the night, she was on the phone with Lilian. Laughing. This time with more "omgs," "did you hears" and "no ways."