Made Contact With Lyssa
The mystery has been solved and alas, with more curiosity upon itself. Let me say first what I was told, then tell what doesn’t really make sense.
Giving Lyssa a call every tenth minute or so, I was lucky to just get in contact with her a minute ago.
“Did you call me,” I sounded cool and soundly spoken.
“Um, yeah, I did call you, because I was bored,” she had to think about it.
Lyssa sounded surprised when I called. That was the first point of curiosity.
Almost suddenly, Lyssa said, “I have to go. Travis and Jermaine are over.”
Yes, Jermaine.
Jermaine The Protector
Then Lyssa told me a story about her day.
“I was on my way to college, when this guy kept following me. So I stopped at Glenfield to change trains. The guy made a remark about me, whistled at me, and he kept following me! I got scared. Then I saw Jermaine on the other side of the platform, so I ran over and caught the train back home with him, for protection.”
At first it didn’t click in my head, but there is no way I’m letting Jermaine be the protection I was supposed to be for the night. Jermaine, the one who was obsessed over Lyssa. I’m not going to let Lyssa do anything whatsoever with that loser.
The Thickening Plot
So Lyssa’s over her house with Jermaine and Travis. What I’m not sure about is how Travis got into the picture to also be over Lyssa’s house.
What I’m gathering is that Lyssa could have been out with the both of them today because I’ve been trying to call Lyssa since 4pm and she doesn’t start college until 6pm. Lyssa is most probably telling me the truth but something doesn’t sound right in the whole story.
Also, the way Lyssa wanted to get off the phone, but politely was suss. Normally she would talk with me but she told me she would call me back in half an hour.
Plans Shot Through
Well, there goes part of my plans. I knew it would be too good to be true. No more can my plans happen to perfection.
What I was going to do was travel to Parramatta. Sitting down to wait for Lyssa to come out of the elevator, I would whistle at her.
Turning around she would probably say something like, “What are you doing here,” in astonishment.
Being sarcastic I would mention, “Didn’t you give me a call today? I just wanted t find out.”
When the smiles were on our faces I would walk Lyssa to her train and sit with her to be her protection, not fake ass Jermaine who just happened to show up.
Coming home sometime on the train I would have handed the moon ring to her for memories. When she was getting on her bus, I would have slipped her the CD and told her not to look at it until she was either on the bus or at home. That night she would have given me a call, but now that can’t happen.
Now my plans have changed, obviously. Still, tonight I have to get this CD to Lyssa.
I just love how she has no clue what is going on in my mind.
Lyssa knows me so well. I love to play mind games, and this will be a big victory to my mind. Now my plans are to leave my house before Lyssa gives me a call back, head for Leumeah Station, and then meet her halfway.
Concocting A Master Plan
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! Fate is definitely on my side right now. Lyssa just called me back.
“Travis and Jermaine left,” she shared.
“Why did Travis come over,” I asked.
“He came over because he was picking up Jermaine,” she revealed how Travis came into the picture.
The story was true like I thought it would be.
The conversation then turned to her college.
“I still have to hand in my project at Parramatta tomorrow. Penelope is going to pick me up from Parramatta in her car because I am too scared to catch a train by myself after what happened. Penelope said she could give me a lift to college in the morning and then back home when I finished.”
My plans were once again broken. That completely fucked up my plans. They had it planned for a while.
Well, as luck would have it, the bitch gave Lyssa a call. I was on call waiting for a while. Finally, Lyssa came back on the phone to share the news.
“Penelope called to tell me she can’t give me a lift at all tomorrow. Now I can’t even hand my project in to the college.”
Offering To Take Lyssa To Paramatta
Lyssa’s plans were fucked up all because Penelope was dogging her. That’s where I came into the picture.
“Well, I can I take you to Parramatta, wait for you to finish college, and then take you back home,” I offered without drawing any attention whatsoever to my master plans.
“Oh would ya,” Lyssa exclaimed.
“Of course I would,” I said all in one tone so that Lyssa would think I didn’t really want to.
Lyssa is so suckered into my plans she doesn’t suspect a thing.
Now I figure that I can give Lyssa the ring like I planned on the way to Parramatta. Then while she’s walking into college I can give her the CD. That way, we have all the way home to get reacquainted if we need to. Then again, maybe Lyssa doesn’t want that. It could be best for me to give the CD to her at the end of the night so that she won’t be as embarrassed, but I live to make her embarrassed.
Well, now I have to leave so I can meet Lyssa in Leumeah. Then it’s on the way to Parramatta, for destiny has fated me twice. At first, destiny played a cruel trick on me with its sarcastic irony, but in the end, it smiled at my decision and let fate take over.
Diary Of A Mad Chaos is a daily diary written from March 1996 until today, of which individual books and book series have been created, namely “The Lost Years” an exploration of young, entwined love, the “Wubao In China (猎艳奇缘)” book series which provides an extensive comparative analysis of the cultural differences between Eastern and Western societies, and the book titled “Foreigner (华人)” an exploration of race relations in Australia.
