Narrative- "Then and Now"

The birds are chirping, winds blowing and trees dancing. I stroll around the park- alone, waiting for someone to accompany me. I eat and walk, munching my Ritz Bits off my fingers, and I start to drink a can of coke, to make myself satisfied.

I observe the people around me, waiting to greet me whenever they pass by. Instead of greeting or bowing, they roll their eyes at me. As if I'm such a piece of dirt, a dust from the ground. They don't know the danger coming nearby.

Suddenly, someone shouts my name-- breathing heavily- panting, "Mandy! Mandy!". I stopped short, heart throbbing in my chest, I was nervous, terrified, but I was wrong- I turned around to see who called my name with a croaking but alert voice. "Uuugh, it's only you." I said, holding my hands up to my chest to stop my nervousness, it was only Clarisse, my best friend. We are best friends since nursery and I'm glad to have her until now.

"Could you please stop whining?" I snapped, barely looking at Clarrise's eye, I was annoyed, completely beginning to start lecturing my best friend for being such a jerk- letting me wait for an hour in a fine autumn day, making me finish my favorite snack before she arrives and for shouting my name loudly, it looks like somebody died in the middle of a fine autumn morning.

"Why do you have to be so annoyed Mandy?" she replied back, making me feel guilty for scolding her. "It ain't just nothing, it's a very important situation and I need YOU to come with me." She stated with her legs aching from running around the park just to find me, I suddenly thought that I might have been too harsh to her. I come towards her and said, "Hey, hey, don't get mad, okay?, I'll come with you, okay? I'm sorry". I braced her, and laughed at myself, making myself look crazy in front of her so that she would smile and be nice to me again. Clarisse looked at me with sharp eyes and stayed like that for a few seconds. Then she laughed and snorted "You look like you've been hit by a bullet in the head aye?." She laughed so hard that her laugh sounds like a weird laugh- you know, from a clown or a circus player.

"Oh, am I?" I said, gritting my teeth, clenching my fists, turning my fingers into rolled ones, my way of escaping my embarrassment. But I'm so thrilled to be nice again. "Oh you stupid whore". Clarisse said snottily, our jokes may look dirty, but it feels funny to hear them. It's our way of exchanging jokes.

"Let's go now shall we?." Clarisse said, getting serious. "It's really important buddy." She retorted. "Is it really THAT important?" I said, narrowing my eyes on her. I feel like I'm being a lazy gal. But then again, I should listen to her.

"By the way Clarisse, you never told me where we're headed.", I said, getting curious. "You were in a hurry when you came here, but when we go to that place, you're saying, your gestures seem calm and normal. Really. Like there's no event being held on right now and there are no people involved or are waiting for us. She stopped, didn't look at me, then grabbed my hand then I was shocked to see sprinting feet, I catch up her pace and ran with her, towards the Cherry Blossom trees, along the autumn leaves, and the benches. People start to look at us with curiousness, but steady eyes, they thought that two people were running for their lives because they were being chased by cops- but their thoughts are all wrong.

"We have been running for 30 minutes, buddy." I complained, I am so tired, my lungs are bursting for air. Panting, breathing hard. We have been sprinting around the streets of Radem, in the middle of Madagascar. It's about time to stick to what's trendy- "traveling a lot". Clarisse stopped, her face red with tiredness, wet with sweat. She mustv'e been doing the "running-type" overactingly that's why her cheeks are so red. "We're here." Clarisse said, taking out a huge towel out of her backpack. I forgot to express Clarisse's physical identities- and mine too. I had blonde hair and green- almond eyes, with geeky glasses that run through my eyebrows up to the under of my eyelashes. I wore a sweater with floral decorations, a scarf, an Adidas-Jeremy Scott shoes and a "The North Face" backpack. Clarisse's features are dark browned hair, with gray eyes and a sleek chin, with chubby cheeks and a slender figure. She wore khaki shorts, a long-sleeved blouse with a vest and an Jansport bag. She wears her hair in a bun, and she wears piercing- lots of them.