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Aug. 26, 2009
Chapter Five
Okay, it looks like I scared everyone off with my quizzing. :D Alright, answer time! An atom is made up of....
Neutrons, Protons, and Electrons! Here is what an atom looks like:
There ya go, you've had your science lesson for the day. Now you can tell your friends you know what an atom is made up of.
Okay, I'll leave you alone and let you get to the story. Enjoy!
Chapter Five
I knew how I could get the money for a horse before my birthday. Julie! Julie’s been saving money since she was two or three and she’s never spent any of it. I realize that this would be the first time I’ve mentioned Julie in this book. That wasn’t intentional, I’ve just been a little busy writing about other things that I forgot about her. I also forgot to write much about Mom. I guess I’m just a Daddy’s Boy. Don’t get me wrong, I love my mom. It’s just that now that I’m a teenager, Dad and I talk about the same sort of things like electronics and football and stuff. Two of his most favorite things. The funny thing is though, he doesn’t ever want to talk about what I want to talk about. Mom would, though, so I don’t understand why I don’t go to her instead. I guess it’s just because Dad and I are guys. Even Julie would gladly talk about horses with me. Ponies, that is. Though that would be better than TV and football, it’s still really different. Like, I’m a guy and I’m talking to a little girl about ponies. And they’re not even real colors of ponies. They have to be pink and purple and rainbow ponies. I really don’t get it. I mean, she talks like a horse lover, sure. But when we’re talking real horses, she always tries to squeeze in something like: “When I grow up I’m going to get a pink pony.” And stuff like that. And that’s in reply to my “I’d like a good cutting horse when I grow up.” See what I mean? It really bugs me sometimes. It’s not too bad most of the time, but it can get pretty annoying. So when she turns on the pink pony talk I just excuse myself to go to the bathroom and not come back. Sneaky, I know. But necessary. Absolutely necessary.
“Hey Mom, do you know where Julie is?” I asked.
“Yes dear, she’s up in her room,” Mom replied.
I went upstairs to Julie’s room. The door was shut. I knocked.
“Who is it?” I little voice answered.
“It’s me,” I said. “Phil.”
“What do you want?”
“I just wanted to ask you a question,” I answered, getting a little impatient.
“About what?” she asked.
“About… about horses.”
She cracked the door and peered out at me.
“Come in,” she told me. So I went in her room. She gestured towards a table with two chairs all set up and asked, “Tea, Phil?”
“Uh, sure!” I answered, and sat down. She poured me a cup of cold water, and offered me cream and sugar. I played along for a little while till she got serious and said, “Let’s get down to business.” I hid a smile and cleared my throat.
“Well, I was thinking, Julie,” I began. “You have a lot of money, right?”
“What do you have to do with it?” she interrupted.
“Well, you like horses, right?”
“Yes.”
“How much money do you have?” I asked.
“About 600 dollars, last time I checked,” she replied.
My mouth fell open. 600 dollars??? I knew she’d gotten about $100 for every birthday she’d ever had but I’d never really thought about it. If I had never bought that bike… or that collectors knife set. Or that… I would be rich!
“Julie…” I started. “You know you have enough money for your very own pony? Maybe even more than one.” Julie shrugged. I couldn’t believe it! Here she was, rich, and she didn’t even think about buying anything with it! This was pretty good news for me.
“Well, Julie… you know I really like horses, right?”
She nodded.
“OK, do you know how much money I have?”
She shook her head.
“I only have about $150. And, the lowest price Dad could find on horses was about $300. So I was wondering if you were going to use your money.”
She got up and walked around the room like a little lady and when she finally came back to me she said,
“I might be able to make you a loan, Phil,” she said, very business-like.
“How much?” I asked.
“Hmmm…”
“I need about $150.”
“I need some time to think it over. Come back later.” With that she escorted me out of her room and shut the door behind me. That didn’t go as well as planned, I thought. Not at all as well as I had planned. I had hoped she’d just give me the money. Not make me a loan! Crazy kid. I wouldn’t accept her offer. Not in a hundred years. It was just the thought about being in debt to my kid sister. Nah. I’d wait till my birthday. Not too far away now. Just a few more weeks. You can wait, Phil, I told myself. You can wait a few weeks. I knew it’d be hard, but I knew I could do it. Maybe a few of my gifts would be early. Though that had almost never happened, it still could. It still could…
I hope you enjoyed that! Chapter Six coming tomorrow or the day after... it depends on how many comments I get. 
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Posted by Winne 
Aug. 26, 2009 - :D
I can't wait for the 6th chapter!
How many chapters are there?
Thanks for posting your story Jenna!
Anna
www.thoughtsinmydowntime.blogspot.com