Over The Top: The Suck
the stream. It made me smile. All my mates would be thinking there'd be no swimming on Sunday, but I knew the future! That was awesome power for a skinny little boy.
Sunday arrived. Sunshine broke through and the old rain clouds scattered and disappeared. The wet road steamed like it was cooking. It is going to be a great day for a swim. I jumped out of bed and got dressed. Mum was surprised to see me up so early, especially on a Sunday. I grabbed some breakfast and went outside. I had to get down to the stream. I'd thought of a way of beating Bog and his mates.
I ran all the way to the waterhole and got busy.
When I was finished I walked home again, trying real hard not to be seen, and if I was seen I tried to be nonchalant. Casual, like I was out for my usual morning stroll. I knew what I would be doing for the rest of the day, right down to the finest detail so I had to get home on time. It was hard not to go changing things, but if I did I was worried it might change my plans. It was called the "butterfly effect' I think. Tiny changes can have big effects. All very philosophical.
I made my bed and helped with the dishes. I even grumbled the same old way, just in case. Dad gave me my pocket-money and I biked down to the shop.
"Same as last time." I said to the shopkeeper, forgetting for a moment that this was my second Sunday, but only his first time through it.
He looked at me really puzzled.
"A mixture, thanks." I said quickly.
The storekeeper handed me the bag and I went outside. It's great to be able to eat the same sweets twice. Good value.
Deon came up to me. I give him three sweets and grinned at him.
"I gave you three different ones last time." I said mysteriously.
"What last time?" he said.
" You'll never know!" I said, laughing.
He couldn't work it out but I didn't care. I got on my bike and pedalled slowly home again. It was fun having a second go at things.
After lunch I went to the stream. Fly and Mitch and the others were there, just like the day before. I tried to
