Strange imaginations by Bridget Kathleen (philippa perry book .TXT) 📕

don't want you to have to take the bus all the way back home alone and I would never ask your mother to come along. I'm sure she's tired."
     "Do you just want to call your parents then?" he suggested.
I looked to see if Rebecca was out of the room and she was, cleaning up the mess in that tiny kitchen. I kept my voice down low. "My parents don't know about you."
     "So?"
     "If they knew I was with a monkey we could both get into serious trouble. More you than me. And the fact that I am so far from the main city would only raise their anger and questions. I don't want to bring that down on you...or your mother." I wasn't trying to be rude, I really wasn't. I only wanted to protect Zalor's feelings.
     "Then just stay."
     "What?" I was taken aback by his sudden offer.
     "Just tell them you are staying with a friend for the night and not to worry. I don't know, make something up."
     "You mean...lie?" I had never lied to my parents before. It felt like a major crime to me.
Zalor nodded and shoved his hand in his pocket, pulling out a first generation cell phone. "Use my phone."
He handed it to me and it laid small and flat in my hand. "Wow...I can't remember the last time I saw one of these. They actually still make these?" I said in wonder.
Zalor sighed with some annoyance in his voice. "Just call." he said. I started dialing but the number was not my parents, it was Grace's. I needed to call her first to make sure I had a reasonable alibi to go by just incase my parents happened to call her. The phone started up and four rings later Grace answered her phone in question. 
     "Grace? Its me, Anya. I need you to do something for me."
     "Like what? Whose phone are you calling from? Are you ok?"
     "I'm fine. Just say I am with you incase my parents call."
     "Why? What did you do?"
I laughed nervously. "Nothing, I swear," It was more of what I was about to do. "Just tell them I am staying with you if they call, ok?"
     "Who are you with?"
I rolled my eyes. I wasn't sure how long I could keep this conversation going. "Just do this for me, ok? I will give you my fruit for a week if you do this."
     "Make it two weeks."
     "Deal."

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Zalor moved out of his room for the night and agreed to sleep on the chair in the living room. Rebecca was already informed and completely passed out in her room. I for one laid awake again, staring up at the ceiling which had glow-in-the-dark stars. Zalor's bed was not as comfy as mine but I was getting used to it. It smelt like him, obviously, and I regrettably admit to liking it. My little tail wiggled for a second as I tried to deepen myself into his bed. I closed my eyes and tried hard to fall asleep. I felt so foolish, yet happy to be here and doing what I had done when it came to lying to my parents. Zalor was definitely bringing something out in me I never thought I had. Tomorrow I would be arriving to school with Zalor; that would definitely raise some eye brows and I was beginning to not care anymore.

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Publication Date: 05-06-2014

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Dedication:
This story is dedicated to anyone with a strange mind and who have wild imaginations and are too afraid to put them out there. He goes nothing. Holding nothing back. Enjoy.