Disguised Amongst Mortals
Kate gives you a sheepish grin. "Thanks buddy! Don't know what I'd do without ya."
You give her the papers, and she copies your answers. For someone so fast on the field, she's an incredibly slow writer.
As she writes, you think of something to say. "So, did you have a game this weekend?"
"Five, actually! Soccer, basketball, karate, flag football, and golf. We won all of them!"
"Golf?"
"Yeah, Coach really wanted me to try it. Dunno what's so great about it, but I got to hit a ball as hard as I could. I hit a bird in the sky! It was fun."
"…Is the bird okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, you wuss, it's fine." She finishes scrawling and hands the originals back to you. "Thanks again, champ. You're the goat."
You put the homework away just as some kid comes over. You think his name's Roy? You don't know everyone in the grade. He ignores you completely and whispers something in Kate's ear before walking away. "What was that about?"
Kate, sweet but dumb Kate, is horrendous at lying. You see the beads of sweat begin to form at the crest of her head. "What? What was what about? I don't know what you're talking about."
You give her the papers, and she copies your answers. For someone so fast on the field, she's an incredibly slow writer.
As she writes, you think of something to say. "So, did you have a game this weekend?"
"Five, actually! Soccer, basketball, karate, flag football, and golf. We won all of them!"
"Golf?"
"Yeah, Coach really wanted me to try it. Dunno what's so great about it, but I got to hit a ball as hard as I could. I hit a bird in the sky! It was fun."
"…Is the bird okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, you wuss, it's fine." She finishes scrawling and hands the originals back to you. "Thanks again, champ. You're the goat."
You put the homework away just as some kid comes over. You think his name's Roy? You don't know everyone in the grade. He ignores you completely and whispers something in Kate's ear before walking away. "What was that about?"
Kate, sweet but dumb Kate, is horrendous at lying. You see the beads of sweat begin to form at the crest of her head. "What? What was what about? I don't know what you're talking about."