[kammy101]

Chapter 2: Curiosity

April ran in a hurry, since her clock was reset, thanks to Linn. April saw her father pouring his coffee and gulping it down. “Dad, Linn reset my clock half an hour late! Can you take me to school?” she asked.

“ I 'm late! See you after school.” Thomas yelled, not listening to her daughter, yet kissing her, grabbing his suitcase ran out the door. She went upstairs again and saw her mom brushing her hair. “Mom, Dad won’t take me to school. Can you take me?” she pouted.

“April, not now. Go ask Linn.” she replied. April gave out a sigh and ran out the door. She ran as fast as she could; she looked at her watch that said 8:45. She had only 15 minutes to get to class.

“Why didn’t I start school on Friday?” she yawned. Her legs started to grow sore. She wasn’t gifted to be a fast runner. Her breath started to shorten as she huffed. Suddenly, she ran into someone whom she hadn’t seen before; her clothes were wrong as a clown's outfit.

“Oh, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to hit you, I’m just late.” April cried. As she stood up, the girl seemed at least a foot taller than her, from her boots. She then opened her mouth to speak. April didn’t expect her to talk at such a fast speed.

“ That's okay. Oh, my gosh! I know you; Yeah! You’re the new kid aren’t you?” the child chatted. April, distracted by her image,took her a while to know what she was saying. She thought it was her turn to talk.

“Well um--” she stammered.

But the girl interrupted, “Yeah, you are! When did you come here? Where do you live? What class are you in? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?” She asked, getting close to her face.

April still kept staring at her, stammering. “ I just want--” the shy child replied, until she reached her hand out.

“Oh, where are my manners? I’m Goo, nice to meet you! What’s your name?”

“I’m April. And you're--?” April held her hand as the hyper girl shook it vigorously as she spoke again.

“Yeah, just a nickname I came up with, just to build up my self- esteem to get me prepare for my life. Also known as, Goo,Goo,Ga, Ga, since I used to say that as a baby until, I was 2 years old. Yep! Oh, yeah, sorry for bumping into you!” She said. April quirked an eyebrow for a second but then smiled.

As Goo started blabbing, April looked at her watch and it said 8:56 A.M. She was gonna be late!

“AHHH! I gotta get to class! I’ve got only four minutes!” April squeaked. Goo then grabbed her by the wrist and started running, as the slightly smaller child was struggling to sprint.

"Hey, hey! Slow down!" she yelled to Goo, who didn't hear her.


As they finally got into the school building, they got to their other classes, just in time, as the bell rang. April thanked Goo for rushing her to school, as she ran. April was out of breath, scraping her feet to her desk.

Mac saw her face ruby red and covered in sweat, panting. He went up to her. “What happened to you? You looked like you ran all the way here.” The boy stated as she glared at him.

The teacher came in, as the students sat in their seats.

“Alright, class, we have a lot to learn.”

April slept throughout the period in exhaustion.

Today wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be; none of the kids were teasing her or anything that would hurt her. At noon, the bell rang for lunch time and April was holding a lunch bag.She tried looking for a table all around the cafeteria in a hurry.

She didn't eat breakfast and was so hungry.

April smiled shyly and saw an empty chair next to a blonde girl, who seemed older. She was about to sit down, until the girl’s hand blocked the cushion and remarked, “Um…Excuse me. I think this seat is taken.”

“B-but, no one’s even sitting here.”

“But you’re not part of this group.” She said. Then another girl stood up and pointed, ”Yeah, I mean look at that hair. It’s so short, people might mistake you as a boy!” April blushed, while the girls laughed.

"And by her clothes, she should sit at the goody-goody tables!"

She then walked away from the table and finally found another table, that was empty, which made it look more welcome. she walked up and sat down. April saw Mac with a tray, walking up towards him, with another person,.

It was the same girl from this morning, she rushed up to her. “Mac, that’s the girl I ran into this morning.” she whispered, Mac smiled.

“She’s in my class and is always alone.” the boy stated sympathetically, coming up to her. “Hey, uh, you don’t mind if we sit here? Do you?”

"Sure," she replied.

The two children then sat on the long bench, opening up their lunches. April then ringed, “Hey, I know you two! You’re one of those smartest kid in class and you’re the girl from this morning!”

“Yeah, sorry, we didn’t introduce ourselves, I’m Goo as I said before and this is one of my best friends, Mac.” Goo then spoke quickly as usual, as Mac grinned.

“I know we didn’t get to talk as much. Tell us about your self.” Mac said.

“Well, I got a dad, mom and an older sister, Linn, almost 14. Trust me, you DO NOT want to meet her, she’s the meanest, nastiest girl the world’s ever known, even when she spits in your face while you‘re sleeping!”

Mac and Goo then laughed as April giggled too, remembering how disgusting it was.

“Yeah, at home it’s like that too. I used to get beat up by my older brother, Terrence, he’s about the age as your sister and my mom works at long hours and Terrence tries to kill me.” Mac said, as April showed wide eyes of interest as she bit her cheeseburger. Goo then continued Mac’s story.

“ Luckily, Mac, created an imaginary friend to help him, his name is Bloo. He always gets himself into trouble, which made things more easier, besides, his brother was a big stooge and Bloo can be a goofball. But Mac and Bloo were inseparable ”

April then giggled again. “Unfortunately, one day, my mom told me to give him up.” Mac stated as April gasped.

“What happened?”

“She said that I was “too old” to have him”. But me and Bloo heard about this place called Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends, a foster home made for abandoned friends. “

“After that, we made a promise to Madame Foster, the founder. As long as I visit there every day, Bloo can’t be up for adoption.”

“You wouldn’t believe what kind of chaos we go through.” he groaned.

“Tell me more!” April commanded happily. They finished their lunch as Goo and Mac shared their stories about their days at Foster’s, through out the day.

To the first day they came, to a chaotic day at the mall, to an unexpected wild house party, to flooding the house and blowing the roof off, to their first Christmas at Foster’s.

Also they talked about their other friends, about Eduardo mostly being a big crybaby, but saving lives, to Coco being their most “unique” friend and sometimes hard to translate to Wilt being the best basketball player that he could beat anyone in a game with one hand. (Literally), that he should be the famous player in the world, no, the universe!

They spoke during lunch and during gym class, despite April being hit with a dodge ball several times and jogging around the field for at least an hour. April asked questions, nodded, and laughed.

When it came to the end of the day, their story came to an end. “Wow, you guys are amazing.”

“ Say, how about you come with us to Foster’s sometime? Huh, Huh, Huh, Huh, Huh?” Goo asked, April shift her shoulder.

“Well, I’m free on Saturday. How’s that sound?” She asked. Mac nodded, “Sure thing. Here‘s the address. ” He took out a written piece of paper that had the location: 1123 Wilson Way.

April thanked them, then waved goodbye as she walked down the sidewalk. Mac and Goo then walked the opposite side of the street. As they got to the old mansion as always, Bloo popped out the door with a giant toboggan behind him.

“Mac, there you are, I was wondering if you want to go stair sledding again. Coco’s going to time our speed.” Bloo said as Mac and Goo came in, ignoring Bloo’s foolish plan.

“We just made a new friend today.” Goo shouted. Bloo eyes went wide.

“You made a new friend? Finally! You haven’t made anything in like years!” Bloo complained as Mac rolled his eyes.

“Bloo, she’s not imaginary.”

“Aww…’ Bloo whined.

They went up to the second floor to Bloo’s bedroom, where he shared with Coco, Eduardo and Wilt, who were upstairs, playing quiet hobbies. They were mature enough to not fall for Bloo’s tricks, besides, they didn’t have anything else to do.

Eduardo was playing with his latest Darby doll gym set, he had bought at the mall, which was sissy of him to do. “Oh, dear I’ve gain 2 pounds. Back on the tread mill for me.” the monster mimicked the voice of a blonde doll he held in his hoof.

Meanwhile Wilt was only reading a sports magazine, reading in the basketball section, which he only reads. His one eye went wide when he read that Jordan Michaels had won the playoffs, since Wilt had missed it…2 years in a row.

“WHOO! YES! THAT’S MY BOY!” the red beanpole whooped loudly, that it startled Eduardo and Coco, who was somehow painting her toenails. She spilt polish all over her foot, by Wilt’s volume.

That nail polish was a $400.00 limited edition bottle! “COCO CO COCO CO COCO CO!” the strange bird creature screeched as Wilt looked guilty at her face.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to waste your nail polish! You can my allowance to buy another one!” Wilt squealed as she went up to her nest in horror. The door suddenly flung open.


“What?! You’re inviting a GIRL!” Bloo screeched with his eyes big as dinner plates. Usually, Bloo wasn’t the most fond with girls. Aside from, Frankie, Goo, Coco and all the other female imaginary friends he knew about. .


“Well, yeah, I mean, sometimes, I get tired of always hanging with boys all the time.” Goo blurted as she looked at the group in their position, seeing Eduardo staring with his large yellow eyes and Wilt staring with his only working eyestalk. “No offense.” She stated.

Wilt then butted in,” I’m sorry, but, what are you talking about?”

“Goo and I just met this girl at school today and--” Mac answered as Coco clucked.

“Coco co coco Coco co?” The bird said flirtatiously as Mac had a confused stare, trying to figure out what the creature asked. He then picked it up right away.

“No, Coco! She‘s not my girlfriend!”

The blob had a strange glare at his respond.

“What she like? Is she pretty? Is she nice?” Eduardo asked with his hooves near his face as Goo continued.

“Oh, yeah, she’s okay. No, no, no; more than okay, she is like so awesome. Despite the fact she doesn‘t have any friends.” The girl said, as Wilt’s eye went wide in surprise and asked her.

“No friends?! I’m sorry, but are you saying that she doesn’t have ANY friends at ALL?” Wilt asked worriedly as Goo nodded her head.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t believe this. What is it with kids these days? Always judging people.” The red thought mumbled irritably. Children’s actions weren’t like in Wilt’s days back in the 70s, when he was thought up.

“That’s the reason why Goo’s bringing her to Foster’s this weekend.” Mac added as Wilt smiled warmly. The broken thought had felt tons of sympathy in his heart, as he always has when he sees someone who has something that bothers them.

“Trust us, you guys are gonna like her.” Mac said. Bloo then shuffled his way to the bed when he stepped in something wet and slippery. He looked down and saw a magenta-colored liquid. It was Coco’s spilt nail polish.

“AHHHH! BLOOD! COCO’S A MURDERER!”

Eduardo blinked as he heard Bloo’s shrieks. The purple monster screamed as he jumped off the bed and ran off through the halls.

“I AMIGOS WITH A HOMOCIDA! HOMOCIDA!” (Homocida: Murderer) Eduardo roared out.

“Here, I’ll get him. It’s my turn.” Mac groaned, then ran out of the room and through the halls to find the paranoid, purple beast.

Meanwhile, Linn was only watch her favorite soap opera, “The Loved and the Loveless” as the teen was watching Slade about to pucker his lips to kiss her other girlfriend, as her old wife, Shana opened the door and gasped at the site.

“Slade, I thought we were supposed to be together forever!” Shanda yelled as her eyes watered up.

“Please, it’s not what it looks like!” the man stammered. As the other women glared.

“You never told me you were married. We’re through!” she said as she left toward the door.

Shauna with tears dripping down her face went up and slapped him in the face.

Linn chuckled, “Well, that’s what you get for cheating, Slade.”

The door opened and it was April. Linn then hurriedly changed the channel to something else.

“I saw that. Not convinced.” April said as she passed her anxious sister. Linn then noticed something about her as she went upstairs. She seemed happier than usual.

At dinner, the two daughters, and their parents, sat at the table, eating spaghetti. Linn stared suspicious on April, until her mother, Mei asked, “So girls, how was school?”

“Oh, I got an A+ on a quiz,” replied Linn trying to get her parents attention, but April chirped, which made all eyes targeting her in interest.

“I actually made new friends today!” the child said, as her parents smiled.

Thomas said in delight,” Well that’s wonderful, honey.”

“Mac and Goo. I don’t know why Goo’s called that.” April replied as they raised their eyebrows. She told about everything about what her companions gossiped to her. “Can I go with them to hang out on Saturday? Please?”

“Well, you never went to someone’s house before. Are you sure?” Mei asked with concern, their parents were kind of cautious of having April hang at someone's house, because of her age. April nodded.

“Alright, you can go. “

April cheered silently to herself. She wondered what wonders will await her on Saturday. Linn however was more suspicious; usually she’d rather see her quiet and miserable than happy and sunny.

“What is that little runt so happy about? ‘Cause I’m gonna find out.” Linn thought the next day, drawing her sister being beaten. While her teacher Mr. Wince, the oldest English teacher in her school. He turned from the chalk board to the class handing out quiz papers.

“I’m giving you all back your quizzes from yesterday,” Mr. Wince called out as he placed them one by one. This made Linn snapped to her senses as she received her paper which received a marking of a D+ , her eyes went wide.

“Mr. Wince, you said yesterday that I got an A+!” the teen groaned as the elderly turned around.

“I meant Linn McDowell not you, Miss Hyun.” he pointed to the far corner where a freckled, orange hair girl with glasses waved.

“Yeah, will you ever listen?” a low voice asked rudely behind her back. She turned around and saw a boy who was about the same age as her. He had raven black hair like she did and his face was not smooth and clear, instead it was covered in red bumps, known as pimples.

He dressed up in a dark red jacket, black shirt. Including blue baggy jeans and sneakers. He looked like one of those punk rockers, Linn thought. The boy had his feet upon the desk as Linn stared in disgust.

“Shut up, Zitzilla! You couldn’t even get an A, even if you tried.” Linn yelled. The class whooped for the girl.

“Well, if I did, I would’ve gotten actually gotten a C- instead,” Terrence stated. He actually never got a good grade in anything. “Besides, I’d been higher scorer than you in THIS class!’

The class whooped again as Linn was fuming.

“You take that back!” she growled in a demonic, voice.

“Make me”, Terrence teased. Linn then charged at him and sent him to floor beating him up, as the class cheered as if it were a wrestling match.

This was just not her day today.