Winter's Cabin

A couple weeks had passed since that day. The bell rang & it was time for recess. Vernon & I raced each other to the playground. We first hung out on the slide & then the swings like we always did, when we got to the playground. We soon got tired of the same old routine, however. We stood & watched the other kids, trying to catch our breaths & pondering what we were gonna do next. As we watched the others, we saw two other kids playing with a ball on the concrete. We walked over there & asked what they were playing.
“It’s supposed to be 4 square, but there’s just the two of us.” the girl stated. The girl was a petite, Asian girl, with pretty, long hair that was fishtailed in the back.
“Well, can we play?” I asked.
“Sure.” the boy said. He was also Asian looking but I could tell that his race was different from the girl’s. His hair was spiked upward, which put his lil sculpted, baby face into perspective.
“How do you play?” Vernon asked.
“Everyone gets in their own connected box & whoever is here, where Nikita is standing…” he said as he pointed to where the girl was standing, as he continued “is the king or queen & gets to make the rules.”
“& whoever is where Jungkook is…” Nikita said pointing to the boy’s position “would be next. Then so on & so forth.”
“So, it goes counter-clockwise?” I asked.
“Yes.” Jungkook said.
“Can the rules be change?” I asked.
“Yes, unless the original king or queen says otherwise.” Jungkook replied
“& what are the rules?” Vernon asked.
“That where I come in.” Nikita said excited. “Rule 1: there are Cherry Bombs, which is basically when whoever has the ball selects someone & slams the ball, forcing that person to go get it.”
“If they don’t get the ball & come back within 10 seconds, they’re out & go to the end of the line.” Jungkook added.
“But since no one else is playin’, you just go here” Nikita said pointing to where Vernon was standing.
“Got it!” Vernon & I said in unison.
“Rule 2:…” Nikita continued. “There are Type Writers. Type Writers are when whoever has the ball selects a person & spells their name, while they bounce the ball. If whoever was selected doesn’t catch the ball, before the last letter, they’re out.”
“Ok.” I said.
“Got it!” Vernon said.
“Final rule. Rule 3: King or Queen, can’t change the rules.” Nikita said with a smile. “Alright, let’s go!”
A couple of rounds had gone by, in our competitive little game. I became Queen quite quickly, knocking both Nikita & Jungkook out of their positions. As our game heated up, the teachers blew their whistles & it was time for lunch. Vernon & I & our new friends raced to the back of the cafeteria building. The line was so long, it stretched all the way outside, to the end of the build. We stood in line talking & having fun, joking around. When we had finally gotten our lunches, we all sat together & continued to enjoy ourselves & got to know each other a lot more.
I learned that Nikita was a Japanese American. She was really funny; she enjoys pranking people & doing funny impressions. On top of Nikita’s funniness, she’s also very gorgeous. Her beauty reflected that of a Greek goddess like Aphrodite. Since she grew up here, in America, Nikita knew very little about her own country; her parents also knew little due to the fact that they grew up here as well. Jungkook, whose first name is Jeon, was a different story. He’s from South Korea & the little time he spent there he grew up in-depth in his culture. One thing about Jungkook was the fact that he loves to dance, much like myself, & has such a bright personality. If I ever got stuck on a deserted island, he would be one of the people I would want to be stuck with me because he knows how to really spark a conversation. Jungkook came to America to live with his aunt & go to school because his parents couldn’t afford to properly take care of him. He left behind his parents & an older brother. The bond that Nikita & Jungkook share could be compared to that of seeing Bonnie & Clyde in action, one moment, then like having a sibling rivalry, the next. Additionally, I discovered that Nikita & Jungkook have class with both Vernon & I, though I had never noticed them ‘til today.
In the process, I even learned more about Vernon. His family moved here, to Los Angeles, California from New York City because they wanted a fresh start. His household consisted of his father, his fiancé, & himself of course. From the way he expressed his statement, I could tell that his father’s fiancé wasn’t his mother & I wasn’t the only one. Nikita had asked where his mother was & he just drooped his head in shame. Seeing this depressing look on his face, made my heart ached for him, so I flicked Nikita on the forehead. We could tell that something had happened & that there was pain behind why his mother was no longer in the picture, so we didn’t ask further questions nor force him to tell us what happened. Home life aside, Vernon was a unique individual. The similarities between him & I were mind-blowing, for me anyways. Not only was he into a lot of different sports, like myself but he hated being home because it was boring. He wasn’t the perfect person & he accepted his flaws, which I admired about him. To realize your lesser traits & not be ashamed, is a rare quality people nowadays lack, it also shows great character. A person with such a great quality to understand their characteristics, was bond to be a real, straightforward, & amazing friend. I was glad to have met all three of them, that day, because we were all like that, together growing as one from that day on.

Notes

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