Hope: A Narrative Fiction

I heard the final bell ring. I packed up my backpack and other supplies and headed for my locker in the back of the room. I was always the last to leave class. Everything from there was me getting my stuff and heading home. I went into the art room to grab something. “Hey Jeff, coming here to get your painting?” my friend Florence ask as I walked into the room. “No just left left my marker here no big deal” But it actually was more than what she thought. The whole world depended on it. Yes, the whole world depends on me getting a marker(and some other things). Honestly, do you really think I would remember something that small if the world was going to end unless I got it. I walked and picked up my red sharpie but acted like I still couldn’t

She flipped on the light and it was brighter and the smell of the room reeked from the light bulb. “What is that Hope, and dead cow gosh” “No I am just working on something,’’ she replied to me. “Cool, and looked what happened last time” I said to her. “Ok stop your blabbering and get me the miniature jaws of life,” she exclaimed to me. “You mean the tweezers?” I questioned as I grabbed them and handed them to her with the marker. She didn’t answer she just kept working on making what we needed to make. I knew what I needed to do I grabbed the scissors and began cutting the tree zombies( it just paper, that is what Hope calls it) “Did you put on goggles?” Hope asked as I grabbed the H what do you call it. “Yeah mom,” I told her as I put them on. She gave me the look that meant I hate it when you call me that. Mostly because she was technically raising 2 kids right now. When I was about five, our parents died because of a work shooting at the place they work at. Hope also had a daughter, Bonnie, with her used to be husband (divorce because he was crazy) “Ok ok fine,” I said as I put my hands up. After that I went back to working on getting the picture to appear on the paper. “Jeff, what do you think what would have happened if the eye dropper wasn’t cracked?” Hope asked why she took the marker. “Maybe the world won’t be ending because it didn’t have

I went down stairs only to find Neil Degrasse Tyson! Just kidding it was just a guy in a lab coat. First things about science majors, they do not wear white lab coats. “Jeff I have been looking for you!” he said with his back turned to me. But as he turned around I saw that he actually my least favorite person in the world. Our neighbor Mr. Frank. I was told by Hope that he smokes and drinks and when I was younger he had tried to kidnap me. Ahh good times. “What do you want creep?” I asked burluntently. “Settle down young one, I am here to tell you I have a solution to your problem!” he said like he was from the west side. I looked dumbfounded for a quick second. Young one. “Go away Frank, Hope and I can do this by ourselves mind you!” I exclaimed rather loudly. “Easy boy, easy, if you just follow me,” he said as if he had just finished his afternoon coffee. I decided to follow him to see where this pedophile would take me. Then the next thing I knew he took me to my own backyard. But the weird thing is and I didn’t realize it until later is that he had locked the door. “Now, as you can see this is outside and now the answer is right outside your door step,” he exclaimed. “This is my backyard,” I said. “Yes, well..” after that he was cut off by the sound of a piece of cement slamming to the ground then a cheer then scattered footsteps. “Jeff it is done!” I heard