That Math Girl (Chapter 5)
Written by An Makes and Mei Makes.
*Disclaimer*: This is a work of fiction. Some events may be based on real life, but some events are made up. For translations of the Chinese, see the Translation section at the very end.
The engine wasn't that loud, but there was something weird about it. There was brown stuff coming out and was coming out faster and faster. Before I knew it, I was getting stuck and more brown stuff was piling around me. “Argh!” I yelled. Isabella ran in and suddenly ran out again. Why didn't she help me?
Finally, Isabella came running in, pulling Ye Ye with her. She then left and then….I sank deeper into the BS (brown stuff). Ye Ye came over and tried to help me, but he got stuck too. Isabella left again. Why did Isabella keep leaving?
After awhile, Harry and my aunt arrived. Finally! My aunt kept yelling. I was starting to get worried about Ye Ye. Even though we weren't fully covered, we would be soon if Isabella or someone else didn't help us. When I was about all covered up, Isabella finally came back. I now had to hold my breath, and I was even more worried about ¹Ye Ye. Isabella started saying something but I screamed at the top of my lungs. I didn't care about the BS going into my mouth. I needed to help Ye Ye somehow. He might die and it would be all my fault. Isabella finally started digging us out, but she was getting covered too, though, and covered fast! Soon she was as deep as the rest of us! I wasn’t too worried about her, she was young, like me, but how about Ye Ye!? This was crazy!
Suddenly, Ava walked into the room, as casual as ever, with her airpods on her ears, as always. (I kind of believe that Ava couldn’t live without her airpods. She always had her airpods, even in the bathroom. Don’t tell Ava that but I am 99.99999% sure that she actually does that.) “What’s all the commotion? I heard screaming. What happened to Ye Ye, Clara, and Isabella?” Ava said, ever so casually. She always was so casual. I held my breath, and waited, glimpsing around. Isabella suddenly poke her head out of the BS. What was that all about? Ava was lifting Ye Ye out of the BS. Ava quickly came to help me, pulling my arms out of the BS. “Thanks,” I said. Ava came to help Isabella, and my aunt finally walked in. She carefully made her way to help Isabella.
When we finally all got out of the BS, Uncle Harry came in. We all froze in terror, at least that was how I felt, but anyways, we still all froze. For some reason, Uncle Harry suddenly turned around and walked right out of the doorway. “That’s odd,” I thought to myself. To my surprise, Austin and Malachi came in and asked if anything dramatic happened. There surely was something dramatic. Austin and Malachi looked pretty similar to what Ava had looked like when she had first come in, except Austin and Malachi weren’t wearing airpods. We all burst out laughing and Austin and Malachi joined us in laughing even though they didn’t know why they were laughing.
“Is that brown rain? Can I collect it for my science experiment?” Hayden asked in awe, after we had finished laughing. We all looked blankly at him and then Ava asked if we could all go to the bathroom to shower. She said that there were TWENTY SHOWERS!! Ava led the way there and Isabella, Ye Ye, and I followed her.
I turned on the water faucet, on cold, because I thought uncle Harry would make the water supply all hot, and the hot side would feel like fire, but what I was met by on the cold side still felt really hot. “The water is soo hot,” I told Isabella. I saw her write something on the glass wall that separated all the showers. I squinted my eyes, and read out, “I now. I feel lice I am in Lawa, but somehov not burninj.” (This is what I think it said but I am not totally sure.)What was that supposed to mean!! I guessed she was trying to say, “I know. I feel like I am in Lava, but somehow not burning.” I nodded, and then I saw her erase what she had written with water, and then write more clearly, “Uncle Harry must have a lot of money to be able to afford so many bathrooms, and showers, and this giant house!” I know. It’s so luxurious. Not to mention all the nice snacks in the special snack room.” Just talking about the special snack room made my tummy grumble. I applied my soap, and let the hot water drizzle through my hair.
After about 10 minutes, we finished our shower and grabbed towels off the hooks in the room where you put your clothes on. Yes, uncle Harry literally had a room for that. It was literally like 10 feet long. (120 inches!)
Isabella and I headed back to our room and Ava and Ye Ye hurried toward the living room to tell everyone else about the disaster. After a few minutes, we decided to go get some ice cream from Ava. After all, I was starving and ice Cream would be a nice food to get me nice and full! Isabella got chocolate raspberry. Chocolate raspberry was okay, but I preferred a more fruity ice cream, strawberry and raspberry swirl. Isabella and I left again to our rooms. The hallway was very long. When I turned around the corner, I said to Isabella,” Isn’t this hallway quite long?” When I didn’t feel Isabella nod, I looked around. Where was she? I decided to backtrack a little to see if Isabella was so into her thoughts that she was walking particularly slow.
“Uh, Isabella, you're about to walk straight into the wall!” I said, as I turned around the corner and saw Isabella about to walk into the wall. Isabella jumped in surprise and gave me a smile. We walked silently for the rest of the way to our room. When we got there, Isabella slowly opened the door.
“Hurry up. Can’t you just open the door normally?” I asked in an annoyed voice. Isabella responded by quickly opening the door. We stepped into the room. It was bare from head to toe. Isabella and I both gasped at the same time. “What bird is that big?” I asked. Isabella just nodded. Huh? What did that mean? “Do you think we should tell Uncle Harry?”, I asked. Just after I said it, I regretted it. Uncle Harry might harm the bird. All of us girls loved birds and I was pretty sure that Isabella and I were both thinking about Uncle Harry and the bird.
“What if Uncle Harry didn’t like birds? I don’t want to risk the bird’s life!” Isabella wrote on the window. That was a good idea to do that. I hope that she will get the courage to use her phone. She always had it in her pocket but had never used it in her whole entire life. It was because she had a terror that she would get bullied online. In school, she even insisted that she would do all her work on paper. Since she is so good at art, the art teacher managed to convince all the other teachers to go along with it.
“I think Uncle Harry made it bear because he wanted us to decorate it. We can decide what to put in it, kind of exciting, right?” I didn’t think it was that exciting, since I was horrible at art and the only thing that I could think of to put around was some paper numbers, but then, I still didn’t want to hurt Isabella’s feelings.
I eventually said, ”Yeah. Exciting.”. Then, we went looking for a pot. The pot was going to be used to plant a tree, so that the bird could live in it. Then, we were going to hide the bird in one of our huge, gigantic rooms, in our even huger, gigantic room.
The next day, after a tiresome night of no sleep and plenty of exhaustion, we then went exploring and we were surprised that we didn’t have any dust on us. I thought that we should have dust all around. We finally found a place called…..
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