Chapter 40: Can’t Keep Up With My Good Looks
"Good day Miss Ariel, how do you do?" Elvis greeted like a gentleman after the brief exchange with his mom.
"I’m doing fine, and you?" Ariel responded with an equally lovely smile.
Elvis’s good nature and intelligence had left a good impression on her the very first ti they t. She couldn’t help but praise,
"Elvis is a cute boy with an incredible personality, he doesn’t even act like other children that are always throwing tantrums."
"Thanks Miss Ariel," Elvis responded politely before turning back to Kathleen.
"Mom, you said over the phone that you had sothing to tell us," reminded Elvis.
It was then, Eleanor recalled their previous conversation. "Yes Mummy, I rember you said so on the phone, hurry up mummy and tell us what it is."
"Why are you suddenly so impatient to hear it? You never ntioned it when I ca in." Kathleen gave a soft pinch on Eleanor’s chin and taunted with a doting smile.
"That’s because I forgot. You don’t expect
to rember so many things at such a young age, mummy, do you?" Eleanor asked seriously. "But now that my big brother rembered, you have to tell us."
Elvis, who was about to scold Eleanor for being forgetful, suddenly reversed the words that were already on his lips when he heard Eleanor acknowledging him as her big brother, and for this rare occasion sided with her. "Mummy, we are still waiting to hear what you have to say."
"Alright, you two, you don’t have to team up against ," pleaded Kathleen
"As you are well aware, we have been back for over a month now," she began.
"And you guys have also been out of school for that long. So today, I went out with Cheryl to check out so schools that you can enroll in, and we found one that is perfect for both of you."
"But mom, you know I don’t like going to kindergarten," complained Elvis. "The stuff they teach there are for babies, and I am way past what they will be teaching there."
"No matter how good and intelligent you are, you still need to interact with children of your own age," Kathleen explained patiently.
"I’ve noticed that you hardly mingle with other kids, the only person you get along with is your sister and a few adults and I don’t want you to be trapped in the adult’s world, As a matter of fact, you don’t even have friends and I’m not happy about that."
"That’s because they are all boring. I don’t need those boring friends. I can as well play with my computer in my spare ti."
"Who says they are boring? You never can tell. Going to a kindergarten will help you et more children of your age and enable you to make friends easily. You might even et soone very interesting that will challenge you. Like I said, The school I picked for you is for gifted and talented children and not only that, they also pay more attention to social and emotional developnt to enable you to get along with people better in the future."
"Eleanor, what do you think?" Kathleen resorted to enlisting Eleanor’s help in persuading Elvis.
Although Elvis didn’t like crowds, Eleanor on the other hand loved socializing and making friends. She has a wonderful socializing skill that even baffled Kathleen herself. She wondered where Eleanor got it from because she herself was not the outgoing type except when it ca to helping others, and their father Shawn was a complete iceberg when it ca to relationships.
Eleanor’s voice was a bit hesitant as she looked from Elvis to Kathleen, "Mummy, I want to et more people and make new friends, but if Elvis doesn’t want to go to school, then I won’t."
"Elvis, can you see what a high position you hold in your sister heart? I also believe you know the kind of example you are ant to set, right?"
Elvis was deeply moved by Eleanor’s love and sacrifice for him, and at the sa ti felt ashad as he, the elder brother should have been the one making the sacrifices.
"Alright, I will go, but just because I don’t want Eleanor to be dragged down by . Moreover I can’t let my sister be bullied by those good for nothing little boys if she goes to school alone."
He lifted his shoulders and crossed his two little hand behind his back and declared,
"Although she is not as handso as I, I noticed back there in Luxembourg that those little boys hardly keep their eyes away from her and I wouldn’t want that to be repeated here in Baltimore."
"That’s good, you need to watch over your sister as an elder brother," Kathleen comnded.
"But mummy, I’m more beautiful, that’s why they prefer
to Elvis." Eleanor completely forgot that she had just displayed her undying love for her brother a few seconds back and refuted at once. "I even heard one of our teachers say Elvis is a little nars... narss... sothing."
"You an narcissistic?" Ariel who has been enjoying herself since she ca offered.
"Yes, that’s the word. What does it an?"
"It ans...." Ariel began but was cut off by Elvis.
"That’s because they are narrow minded and can’t keep up with my good looks."
Everyone, "....."
"They always want to fill up my spare ti with irrelevant things."
"What do you an by spare ti?" Kathleen probed. "Tell , what else do you do when you are not playing?"
"What I do is my private business mummy, you have to respect that."
"Hmmm. I see soone has really grown up."
"Mummy, you are changing the subject."
"It’s good you reminded , it is settled then. You guys are starting school from Monday next week and there is no more room for further discussions on this subject."
"Now sweetheart, where is that cake you baked for mummy? This is a good ti to eat it."
"At long last," chid Cheryl. "I thought you would never get to that, I’m famished already."
Kathleen couldn’t resist rolling her eyes at Cheryl.
Eleanor sprang up and dashed to the kitchen calling out to Mrs Carr as she ran.
"Take it easy," cautioned Kathleen.
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