Thwonk by Joan Bauer

Author:Joan Bauer [Bauer, Joan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781101657911
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2005-06-02T04:00:00+00:00

Peter picked me up at 7:17 A.M. in his brown Jeep with tan interior—he was all lovesick smiles. He handed Stieglitz a Milk-Bone in friendship, but Stieglitz still hated him. He told me I looked beautiful. I was wearing my quilted green jacket, black jeans, and a patterned yellow Tee. He grabbed my father by the shoulders and shouted, “Mr. McCreary, it is so great to see you!” Dad drank a mug of hot coffee in one gulp.

“Well,” I said, yanking Peter out the door, “have a nifty day, Dad.”

I settled into the Jeep, wondering if Peter would turn into a werewolf; he didn’t. He sweetly handed me a freshly baked blueberry muffin. He talked about being on the debate team and complimented my outfit. He said he couldn’t believe that we’d never gone out all these years and that he must have been blind. He held my hand and didn’t get nuts. He said I was wonderful. He said he wished it was Saturday so we could be together all day. He said he’d never felt like this and that more than anything he wanted to park this stupid Jeep and hold me. My heart was pumping and my hands were shaking and I said that would be really fine with me. He pulled the Jeep over and cradled me with gentleness, kissed my head, and asked if I was going to the King of Hearts Dance with anyone.

“Not yet,” I cooed.

“Would you like to go with me?”

He was breaking the rules—girls asked guys to this dance—but rules were meaningless to the supremely succumbed. I nuzzled his cheek and said I would. A certain winged being appeared out of nowhere and buzzed around us like a mechanic checking a stalled car. I was truly grateful to Jonathan for having zapped Peter with undying devotion, but he was bludgeoning a tender moment. I signaled for him to leave; he didn’t. Peter looked at me strangely. I swatted the air near Jonathan for effect. A shaft of sunshine flashed across his quiver as he did a triple aerial loop and zipped out of the way.

“A…fly,” I explained to Peter.

Jonathan said “Hmmmph” at being called a fly and looked in Peter’s ear, which was killing the mood. He peered into Peter’s ice-green eyes, took a tuft of Peter’s hair, rubbed it in his fingers, perched on top of the steering wheel, and said, “Looks normal. I can’t explain it.”

Then go away!

Jonathan waited. Peter put his hand over his chest and bent down. “I just had this funny twinge,” he said.

“Most bewildering,” said Jonathan, flying backward right out the window.

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