The limit by Kristen Landon

Author:Kristen Landon [Kristen Landon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Jeunesse
ISBN: 9781442402713
Published: 2010-09-15T06:12:07+00:00

“ARE YOU SICK, MATT? YOU DON’T look too good.”

I didn’t feel too good.

Jeffery set the circuit board and miniature light bulbs he was carrying onto the floor outside the rec room and reached out to steady me. “Do you need help?”

Without answering, I continued to zombie-walk away from him and toward my room. I went inside, leaving the door open, and headed straight for the bed. As stiff and straight as a line segment, I fell forward onto my face.

“Bro? You okay?”

“He looked really white and sort of wobbled as he walked,” I heard Jeffery’s voice say.

“It’s okay, dude, you were right to get me.” Coop’s hand shook my shoulder. “Roll over, man. You gotta breathe.”

Remaining on my stomach, I turned my head enough to let air reach my nostrils.

“Are you going to get better in time for water jousting tonight?” asked Jeffery. “I finished making the paddles.”

“He’s one sick dude.”

“I’ll call Miss Smoot.”

“No!” I sprang to my knees, then twisted around to face them. “She . . . thinks Lauren’s fine.” My voice went whiny. “Just a little stress.” I punched the mattress next to my leg. “She dragged her onto the third floor and shoved me back inside the elevator.”

“Whoa, bro, you hit your head or something?” He lifted up one of my eyelids. “You okay in there?”

I shoved his arm away.

“My sister, Lauren. Remember I told you about her being here—that I was going to see her today? She had some sort of fit in the elevator. She blacked out for a minute and went all shaky and freaky.”

“Psycho!” Coop wiggled his fingers in front of my face.

“It’s not funny! Something’s wrong, and Honey Lady isn’t even going to call my parents.”

“Hold up, bro. Honey who?”

Major foot in mouth. I was too upset to care much, though.

“Nothing. Never mind. I asked Miss Smoot to call my parents, and she said they don’t need to worry.” Turning, I punched the headboard this time. Pain crunched my knuckles, but I barely noticed. “My parents need to know!”

Jeffery plopped down on the end of my bed. “You can tell them. Send them an e-mail.”

“A lot of good that will do.”

The two of them stared at me, blankly.

“My e-mails never get through. Miss Smoot claims there’s a technical problem with my account, but the more I think about it, the more I think she’s lying. Doesn’t it seem weird to you? No cell phone service. The landline phones are only for in-house use. I don’t know why I’m different, but my e-mails to the outside never get answered. How do they expect us to talk to our parents?”

“My ’rents e-mail me back all the time,” said Coop. “But you’re right, they never get around to answering my questions. They just give me boring play-by-plays of their boring lives. I think I’m an item on their to-do lists now. They never joke or get off on weird tangents like the way they used to talk. It’s no fun commun’ing with them anymore.”

Jeffery’s mouth got tight.

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