This choice: Test the machine with Jack • Go Back...Chapter #4Test the machine with Jack by: period "You know, we do have a little bit of time before Cerise gets here. Maybe we could take the machine for a test run?" Johnny had gotten it into his head that by reading Jack's mind he could somehow pick up tips on how to interact with girls, and though Johnny tried to ask the question as innocently as possible, Jack picked up on the subtext.
"Dude you're not seriously thinking about trying to read my mind and figure out how to get with girls, right? God you're even more of a loser than I thought. It's not that hard! Just put yourself out there more and put some effort into your appearance."
Jack felt for his brother, he really did. It couldn't be easier to be smarter than everyone else, and Jack had seen Johnny be a little alienated from his peers because of it. But at the same time, Johnny wasn't helping himself! He spent all day cooped up in his lab downstairs working on his crazy experiments, it's no wonder he was socially awkward, not to mention somewhat pale and pasty. Johnny wasn't an ugly dude, and if he put a bit of work in he could get some decent attention. Jack wished that he would get out a bit more and experience the real world.
"So you're saying that I just need to be more handsome? Is that it?" Johnny sighed. "Gee thanks Jack, that's really encouraging."
"I don't just get girls because of my looks Johnny," Jack fired back "It's about attitude."
"Exactly! And this could help me learn a bit of that. Come on Jack. Please?" Johnny gave his brother his best puppy dog eyes. It was pathetic, but sometimes pathetic pays off.
"All right, anything for my little bro. But you owe me after this!" Jack hoped that he didn't regret this.
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A few minutes later and Jack and Johnny were hooked up to the machine.
You're an idiot Jack thought. "Did you get that?" He asked.
"No, I'm not getting anything. Try thinking it harder."
"Oh trust me John, I'm thinking it pretty hard." Jack snickered. "It's not working."
"I'm not sure why, let me take a look at the settings." Johnny wheeled his chair over the machine and began to examine it.
"Well you better fix it before Cerise gets here. You don't want her thinking that you're more crazy than you already are!"
Johnny sighed. Since his mind reading machine wasn't working and he didn't have to worry about being heard, he let his thoughts drift as he stared at the control panel. Jack's words to him had stung. He was a genius, he knew that, but sometimes it felt like nobody respected him because of how he looked. If he were a tall, handsome, and imposing figure he knew people wouldn't make fun of him as much. And as much as his older brother irritated him, he had a point. If only he could be a little more like on Jack!
"Can I take this shit off?" Jack asked, a note of impatience in his voice.
"Let me just try this one thing." Johnny called back. "I think it might fix my problems."
As he said that, he flipped a switch on the machine. The world got funny for a second. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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