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Show Inside Out, 151 Chapter 31: Andli The next day, Terra wasn't in the dance room at lunch. I was surprised at how disappointed I felt. It almost felt like I had been stood up for a date or something. I knew we weren't really friends yet but it was hard not to feel like we were because I knew so much about her. What in the WORLD would she think if she knew I was in contact with her dead brother? She did, however, smile at me when I came into English. It made me feel really good. Almost as good as when Denver smiled at me. Which he did. Which I felt in my toes. And he turned around and handed me a cd. "Call me and tell me how you like it," he said. All I could say was, "OK!" and grin like an idiot. Could he feel my eyes on his neck? Mrs. Ottley said we were going to start studying American Transcendentalism. In preparation, we were to spend 10 minutes alone somewhere tonight and try to meditate. Cool! Something I already knew how to do. I stole a glance at Terra. She was smiling a tiny smile at me. "Ten minutes isn't very long, but it will feel long at first," Mrs. Ottley said. Then she launched into a long explanation of the difference between transcendental meditation and the way some people used the word, which was really just thinking hard about a problem. We were supposed to write about our experience and come prepared to share it tomorrow. I wondered if Denver ever meditated. I thought about how little I knew about him. What did he do when he wasn't at school? What was on the wall of his bedroom? What did he listen to when he was lonely at night? |