The Wonder Watch
This is a story of a girl who finds two things - 1, a watch, and two, what to do with that watch.
Chapter one: A non-special birthday
It was my brother's birthday.
"Oh great!" I thought. "Here my brother is, turning 5 year old's, and I forgot to get him a gift for his birthday!"
You may think that didn't matter, that being his sibling is the best gift I can give him, but, to tell you the truth, my brother is a little spoiled. Ok, fine. Not a LITTLE spoiled, A LOT spoiled. For Christmas, he thought a tantrum if he doesn't get a gift he wanted.
And now if he doesn't get a gift from me, he'll turn on me! Forever. My brother's like that.
"Sarah, time to get up!" My mom called from downstairs. Even though it was only 5:30, my Mom gets up now. She says it's "good for her". Yeah, what I think would be good for her is a little OUTDOOR time.
My mom is truly a couch potato. I think she got that from our Dad, who sits around watching football all night.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" I called back to my Mom.
I ran down the stairs, and skidded to a hault in the kitchen. Vicci, my little brother, was there, and he was looking MAD.
"Sarah!" He demanded. "Where's my present from you? You SAID you would get me a PRESENT!"
"I will, I will..." I said. "Mom, come here."
I pulled Mom aside. "Mom, Mom, I forgot to get him a present, I was...at the movies yesterday with the girls.
"Well, hon, that's your fault." Mom said. "How's more important, your friends' or your little brother?"
Mom and Dad think he's the best thing in the world.
"Ummm...." I couldn't think of what to say. "Vicci, I guess?"
Mom nodded. "Right."
I ran upstairs before she could say anything else, grabbed my wallet, and headed out the door.
As I headed towards the store I saw a head with light brown coffee hair and light blue eyes. It was my best friend, Lily.
"Lily!" I gasped. "It's you!'
She looked around nervously. "Oh, hi, Sarah. How-how you doing?"
"Good." I answered. "Why'd you look so nervous, Lily?"
"Ohhhh...um, Sarah, I have to tell you something."
"What-what is it?"
"I'm hanging out with Nick."
I gasped. Nick, with sandy blonde hair and caring chocolate brown eyes.
"No way!" I shouted. "You know I've had a crush on him since kindergarten!"
"YES, Sarah." Lily said. "Yes way. You're growing up. You have to take this in sometimes!"
"But - but it's Nick Beronco, isn't it?"
"Yeah...."
"See! What does he think of you?"
"Well, he says I'm pretty."
"Did he say anything of me."
"Why would he?"
"Just wondering.
"No...well, bye Sarah!"
I didn't talk to her again.
It was my brother's birthday.
"Oh great!" I thought. "Here my brother is, turning 5 year old's, and I forgot to get him a gift for his birthday!"
You may think that didn't matter, that being his sibling is the best gift I can give him, but, to tell you the truth, my brother is a little spoiled. Ok, fine. Not a LITTLE spoiled, A LOT spoiled. For Christmas, he thought a tantrum if he doesn't get a gift he wanted.
And now if he doesn't get a gift from me, he'll turn on me! Forever. My brother's like that.
"Sarah, time to get up!" My mom called from downstairs. Even though it was only 5:30, my Mom gets up now. She says it's "good for her". Yeah, what I think would be good for her is a little OUTDOOR time.
My mom is truly a couch potato. I think she got that from our Dad, who sits around watching football all night.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" I called back to my Mom.
I ran down the stairs, and skidded to a hault in the kitchen. Vicci, my little brother, was there, and he was looking MAD.
"Sarah!" He demanded. "Where's my present from you? You SAID you would get me a PRESENT!"
"I will, I will..." I said. "Mom, come here."
I pulled Mom aside. "Mom, Mom, I forgot to get him a present, I was...at the movies yesterday with the girls.
"Well, hon, that's your fault." Mom said. "How's more important, your friends' or your little brother?"
Mom and Dad think he's the best thing in the world.
"Ummm...." I couldn't think of what to say. "Vicci, I guess?"
Mom nodded. "Right."
I ran upstairs before she could say anything else, grabbed my wallet, and headed out the door.
As I headed towards the store I saw a head with light brown coffee hair and light blue eyes. It was my best friend, Lily.
"Lily!" I gasped. "It's you!'
She looked around nervously. "Oh, hi, Sarah. How-how you doing?"
"Good." I answered. "Why'd you look so nervous, Lily?"
"Ohhhh...um, Sarah, I have to tell you something."
"What-what is it?"
"I'm hanging out with Nick."
I gasped. Nick, with sandy blonde hair and caring chocolate brown eyes.
"No way!" I shouted. "You know I've had a crush on him since kindergarten!"
"YES, Sarah." Lily said. "Yes way. You're growing up. You have to take this in sometimes!"
"But - but it's Nick Beronco, isn't it?"
"Yeah...."
"See! What does he think of you?"
"Well, he says I'm pretty."
"Did he say anything of me."
"Why would he?"
"Just wondering.
"No...well, bye Sarah!"
I didn't talk to her again.
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