Katherine Kendrick
Scavenging for inspiration
Mon Jul 23, 2018 07:30

It was the second Friday of the new term and Kit was f-i-n-a-l-l-y getting to go up to Pearl Street all by herself. She hadn’t told Drew because going up to Pearl Street by herself wasn’t the same as going up to Pearl Street with Drew. Drew was her cousin and her best friend, but that double meant that going up to Pearl Street with Drew didn’t count as going up by herself. No, Katherine Kenderick was a third year now and she was going to go up to Pearl Street all by herself, find some stuff that she could make a recycling sculpture out of, and surprise Myffi. Katherine really liked Myffi. The older girl was super nice and super smart, and knew all sorts of things about the environment. Kit was a vegetarian because of her! Or was she a vegan? Kit couldn’t remember, but it meant that she couldn’t eat things like dinosaur-shaped chicken nuggets anymore. She had to stick with regular chicken nuggets.

In general, Katherine had been trying to stick to grown-up clothes, like Marissa, but she was kind of running out of them and plus, she didn’t want to get any of the clothes that she had acquired from places around the house (some of which were definitely costume pieces, but Katherine didn’t mind) dirty up on Pearl Street. So instead, Kit was wearing some of her signature patterned leggings, a forest-green skort, and a pink shirt with Stitch on it. Her leggings were black with green alien heads and spaceships all over them and, as she would loudly and enthusiastically inform anyone who looked like they might think about asking, they could glow in the dark. Katherine loved things that glowed in the dark. They were her favorite things, next to anything with Lilo and Stitch on it and Darby. Oh, and her purple-sequined high top Converse, which she was also wearing. The sequins had started to fall off but Grandpa Aaron had spelled them to stay on now, so Kit wouldn’t have to buy a new pair.

Grandpa Garen had been super nice and warned her not to take Darby up to Pearl Street. Mom and Dad had a “no tarantulas out of the house” rule which Kit had thought was the lame-est except then Grandpa Garen had explained that it was maybe dangerous for Darby to leave RMI. Kit hadn’t even thought of that! So Darby had been left in Kit’s room, with the express task of stealing and hiding Darlene’s things. If the door opened, Darby would scuttle under Kit’s bed and wait for Darlene the Evil to leave. They had done practise drills loads of times and Katherine was pretty sure that her tarantula knew what to do. Darby was so, so smart. He was the best pet ever!

Obviously her Mokona backpack was for school and not for finding sculpture materials. In preparation for this day, Kit had grabbed the old plastic backpack she’d used in kindergarten and slid it on to her back. It was kind of beat up and kind of small for her, but that was okay. On the back panel were the aliens from Toy Story, and it used to be that if you pressed a button they lit up and made the noise they made, but that had broken when Kit was in second grade after she’d pushed it too many times. Or at least that was what Dad had said. She’d broken a lot of noise-making things that she’d pressed too many times, and then Santa had run out of noise-making things up at the North Pole so she couldn’t get anymore. Now that Katherine was thirteen and practically a grown-up she knew Santa (probably) wasn’t real and that really the toy store had just stopped selling stuff that made noises. Duh.

With a squeak, Kit dove for two dark green glass bottles that had half-peeled-off soft drink labels on them. She shifted them to her left hand and was about to put them into her back when a light breeze brushed past her, moving strands of her bright red hair across her face. She hadn’t gotten her older sister’s mega-curls, but her hair was curly-wavy enough that usually Kit tried to tie it back. Marissa was much better at doing Kit’s hair than Kit was, though. Marissa was better at everything. She was literally the best, the best big sister, the best party thrower, the best Quidditch Captain - Kit missed her. Once school had settled down, Marissa had promised to come visit Kit and maybe even bring Danny, which would be amazing.

There was something going on between Dade and Danny’s little sister that Katherine didn’t quite understand because it seemed very complicated, but Dade was pretty upset about it. That was a pity, because Claudia and Kit were totally best friends because their older siblings were best friends. Danny had dated Marissa for a little while and had totally been the best boyfriend, but then he’d gone and dated Holland, which made Kit a little sad. She would have been jealous too, but she was pretty sure that Holland didn’t have any brothers or sisters or a smaller version of whatever Holland was. So she was still practically Danny’s little sister, since Claudia didn’t do fun things like watch the entire Lilo and Stitch animated series or play nerf guns.

Out of the corner of her eye, Kit saw a flash of color tumbling along the bricks of Pearl Street and she yelped, turning quickly, and ran for whatever it was. It was a crumpled neon pink flier for yoga, and the perfect addition to her sculpture materials. She swung the backpack around on one arm and fumbled it open. A soda can, an old toothbrush, half a comb, and the wrapper from an ice cream cone fell out. Oh no! Kit scrambled to re-collect her collection while also keeping a hold on the new items she’d found. She quickly realized she didn’t have enough hands and was about to despair when she saw someone from school passing close by her.

“Here, hold these,” she said, shoving the two bottles and flier into their hands, then dropping to her knees to collect the other things that had fallen out of her bag. Once they were safely retrieved, Katherine stood back up and calmly collected the new materials from her helper. “Thanks!” she said, shoving them into her backpack and zipping it all the way up. She grinned. “What are you doing? I’m looking for sculpture materials.”

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      • You were, actually - Katherine, Thu Jul 26 17:54
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        • Glad to be of service - Myfanwy, Sat Jul 28 13:54
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            • Glad as glad can be - Myffi, Tue Aug 7 15:27
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