Read part 11 here, or from the beginning, here.
She had her change already counted out in her pocket. She could just get on the bus. She didn't need to wait for an answer.
But she did.
"Oscar." Oscar, formerly tall boy, replied.
"That doesn't really answer my question...". She sighed. Kath watched as the bus passed her by. A thirty-eight minute walk was ahead of her then. Unless she wanted to wait for the next one. She side-eyed Oscar.
"I know." He smiled at her. "Missed your bus, then?"
"I best get walking". Kath plopped her earphones in her ears and made to turn. She prayed that her battery would last, otherwise it truly would be a long walk back.
"Let me accompany you to wherever it is you may be going, then". Oscar looked down at her, smiling. He really was quite tall. She hoped puberty hadn't finished for him, otherwise he'd end up looking very vertical... but little else. Not that she could really complain, but he really did look like he could be used as a ladder. Had he the rungs. And everything else that goes into making a functional ladder. Y'know.
She went to play something decent when she realised nothing had been playing. The battery was indeed dead.
Fuck it, she thought.
"Okay, ladder-boy, let's get this show on the road" Kath looked up at him, and started to walk in the direction of her home. If she couldn't have music, she would entrust Oscar to keep her entertained.
"So... would you rather have feathers or scales?" Kath asked him.
Read Part 13 here.
