Homeschoolers in Highschool, Part Three

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She hooked her arm with his " I feel like ice cream what about you?," she told him.

He ran his fingers along her arm and shoulder. "No, you DON'T feel like ice cream, you feel like human skin. As for the ice cream, maybe we should go out again for that AFTER supper."

GTG for awhile -- my Dad
 
"That's an insult! On guard, scoundrel!"--and he tapped an index finger against her index finger, challenging her to finger-fence.
 
"You can't fool me!" retorted Alipang in a stage whisper. "You're _only_ saying that because you love me and you know I love you!" He gave her another kiss, and they started outside.

Sammy Ashford, on his bicycle again, was the first familiar person to come into their view. "Yo, Al!" he exclaimed. "I did it, I found your house! Are you doin' anything in the Escrima demonstration tomorrow?"

"As much as I'm _able_ to do," Alipang told his friend. "I'll demonstrate the stick drill in _slow_ motion, and talk to the crowd about the history of Escrima."
 
" Oh, Hi Chilena how are you?," she said under her breath " Oh. I'm doing all right Sam what about you?," she said again under her breath.
 
Sammy, however, had excellent hearing. "I'm sorry, Chilena, I thought my hello counted for both of you. You gotta be patient with me; I don't have any sisters to teach me how to treat girls."

"You still did Summer a good turn, though," said Alipang. "Did I tell you that you showed real guts?--both then, and when you called Leopard Man on his phony racism complaint."
 
"Well, I'll be gettin' on, Chilena," Sammy told her. "Gonna visit my cousin Dave;" and he was off.

"Feel like walking as far as your thinking tree?" Alipang asked his sister. The last time they had been there had been within the past three days; but on that occasion Chilena had been crying and woebegone, due to a misunderstanding with Alipang. So now he felt he would like them both to be there together with NO cause for distress occurring.
 
"The point is exactly that _nothing's_ wrong, sweets," replied Alipang. "The last time you were there, you were crying, because _I'd_ gotten angry at you when I shouldn't have been. I want us both to be there again _without_ anything sad or scary or painful going on. Just us being there, both of us happy and hopeful."
 
It was a pleasant but uneventful walk (pleasant _because_ uneventful) to the secluded tree, and there was plenty of daylight left when they reached it, both of them pleased to find no one else around. Standing under the tree, Alipang and Chilena found it the most natural thing in the world to embrace once more. "I love you, Sis, always and always," insisted Alipang.
 
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"Are you _still_ afraid that something's wrong with me, or something's wrong between us?" Alipang drew Chilena with him into the bushy area on one side of the tree, the better to be sure they were not being spied upon. Here, they sank into a front-to-front kneeling hug, as Alipang said, "Sweets, honey, Chil-Chil, the _whole_ point of my wanting to come out here with you is that things are _right_ now--there _isn't_ anything wrong between us! If things _weren't_ right between us, nothing else would be completely right for me; so us walking out here together is to _celebrate_ nothing at all being wrong!"
 
She got on his lap laying her head on his chest " All right then let just talk then," she told him, picking up her hand.
 
With his arms around her waist once more, Alipang nodded, the nod itself rubbing his cheek against her hair. "Okay, have you chosen a subject for your midterm English report?
 
"Okay, then I already know something he said that needs to be part of your report. He said that good has a power to crowd out evil: that is, if you concentrate on doing what's right, it doesn't leave you time to do evil."
 
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