I Was a Teenage Alien by Jane Greenhill

Author:Jane Greenhill [Greenhill, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Aliens; time travel; beauty; salon; bug; popcorn; pizza; Area 51; teenage angst; boys; girls; teenagers; dandelion; space station
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2021-04-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

We walked past houses with lots of short green leafy spikes all over the front yards and plants with flowers in just about every color of the rainbow. I had to stop myself from throwing myself down on the plots of green grass. I prevented myself from taking the flowers and smelling them. I knew they’d make me sneeze. Each of the houses had a flag identical to one of the ones I saw on the Space Port. I glanced around for one of the red and white ones with a maple leaf, but I guess they were all out.

Nicola gave me a running commentary of what was going on behind each of the front doors. I only halfheartedly listened, as I was more interested in the foliage and fauna abounding around the houses. The trees were all bushy and lush in their different shades of greenness. It surprised me humanoids could have their very own plantations.

I couldn’t help myself; I ran up to a deep purple flower, which looked like a hanging upside down ice cream cone. I inhaled the fragrance. My nose tickled. My face took on a life of its own as it ordered my eyes to squeeze shut. A loud honking noise erupted from my nose. That was bad enough, but tiny drops of water sprayed out of my nose.

“Bless you,” Nicola said to me, for some strange reason.

“Bless you too, sisterhood.” I answered back.

“You say bless you or gesundheit when someone sneezes. It’s German for God bless you.” She peered at me as if I was an alien, which of course I was. “You act like you’ve never heard of those sayings before.”

Thank stars, she didn’t wait for an answer, but just shrugged her shoulders.

“Did you know when you sneeze you stop breathing?” Nicola added.

Great! Now not only did I have to worry about popcorn and pizza, but if I smelled anything odd and sneezed, I’d quit breathing. I’m pretty darn sure that wasn’t mentioned in the mist book.

“See the house there, with the shutters.” She pointed to a dwelling with cocoa-brown wooden slats attached to each of the windows. “I used to babysit their youngest, a little girl named Heidi.”

“Did you get fired?”

“No, she died. She was only six years old. I went to her funeral last week. It was so sad. You should have seen the casket.” I looked over at her and saw her eyes peeing.

I didn’t think it was the time to ask what a casket was, but it was obviously something that made you sad. I stopped walking and on instinct wrapped my mandibles around her small torso.

“Thanks, April. I needed a hug.” She used her hands to wipe her watery eyes, and we continued walking.

“See that house there?”

It reminded me of my cave as it only had one row of glass windows. Painted a bright yellow color that rivaled Rotsen’s petals, even its flag hung silent. “Mrs. Walker lived there, but she died two weeks ago.”

I stopped, prepared to hug her again, but there wasn’t any water sprouting from her eyes.

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