20 Oct A Short Story: Tell Avi.

*This story is entirely a work of fiction.*

(Theatrical Sci-Fi writing practice)

Littea:

(Opens her front door, slightly surprised)

Avi…wow, nice to see you, it’s been a long time.

Avi:

(Kisses Littea on the lips and whispers in her ear)

It has… and you’re looking delicious, as usual.

Littea:
(Blushes)

You certainly have an interesting way of giving compliments to girls.

Avi:
(Walks into Littea’s house and looks around)

I know I’ve sent you a lot of notebooks of stuff that I’ve written, but do you happen to have any of those notebooks I sent you a while ago?

Littea:

(Smiles)

I’ve kept every word that you ever sent me. Are you talking about the notebooks just filled with stuff you wrote on napkins?

Avi:

Yeah those are the ones.

Littea:

(Walks over to one of her cabinets, where she has my notebooks neatly organized)

I think these are it… it’s kind of funny that you stopped over here today; I literally was reading some of your notebooks the other day. But, Avi, what you wrote on these napkin notebooks isn’t even English, in fact… I checked, it’s not written in any known language, its just scribble.

Avi:

(Looks surprised)

You really kept all of my stuff organized like that?

Littea:
Yeah, why wouldn’t I? You asked me to hold on to them for you.

Avi:
(Looks down at the floor)

Yeah, I know, I just, uh, didn’t think that you’d… anyways it doesn’t matter. Those aren’t scribble, those are written in Israeli.

Littea:

(Softly laughs)

Don’t you mean Hebrew?

Avi:

No, that’s a different language. Israeli is more about inertia of words.

Littea:
(Smiles)

Whatever you say… why would you write notebooks filled with stuff that no one can read?

Avi:
Because I wanted to make sure that only I could read them. They need to be read in a specific way. Those actually contain some of the most important stuff that I’ve ever written.

Littea:

Considering our tumultuous ‘relationship’, why would you trust me with those?

Avi:

I don’t know. I just had a feeling that no matter what you’d always hold on to my work for me.

Littea:
(Earnestly speaks)

Can you read these to me then? I want to know what they say…

Avi:

Yeah, just not right now. I have to practice these; I can’t just read these abruptly on the spot.

 Littea:

(Starts feeling some type of way and tries to change the subject)

How’s Isabella been?

Avi:

Really good, she’s actually sitting on your front porch working on some of her drawings.

Littea:

She adores you… she’s a lovely girl.

Avi:

(Smiles)

I think it’s more or less that she gets very defensive of me, so she likes to always make sure she’s around. Plus, she can speak Israeli; she just can’t read it yet.

Littea:
(Rolls her eyes)

Avi… I think you mean Hebrew.

Avi:

No, watch this.

(Closes his eyes and speaks to Isabella without making any sound)

Avi:

Isabella, are you there?

Isabella:

Yeah, what’s up?

Avi:

Can you come inside for a few minutes, Littea wants to see you… and can you also bring that one drawing you made that I said I wanted to show her?

Isabella:

(Walks through the front door, smiling.)

Bitches haven’t been too nice to him… Littea, I hope that you’re being nice.

Littea:
(Looks at Avi)

She is a little bit sassier than I previously remembered…

Isabella:
(Gives Littea a hug)

Nice to see you Littea, it’s been an eternity.

Littea:
(Warmly smiles)

Has it been that long?

Isabella:

(Hands Avi the drawing that he requested)

Avi… damn you. Some of the newest songs you made are really catchy and have been stuck in my head.

(Isabella then proceeds to walk out of the house while singing)

So why she started acting thottie when she see Avi winning now?

Littea:
(Squints her eyes and looks at Avi)

I’m not acting thottie…

Avi:
(Laughs loudly)

 That’s just her way of letting me know which parts of my songs she likes and are catchy.

Littea:
(Laughs)

I actually really do like that line, in fact I’ve liked some of the new songs I’ve heard you making.

Avi:
Well, they’re not songs… yet. They’re mostly just vibes, stuff that I got done in one or two takes. I haven’t started working on making any actual songs yet.

Littea:

(Sassily rolls her eyes and speaks in a higher-pitch tone of voice)

I figured that’s why you came over here, to get what you needed, your notebooks and then leave.

Avi:

(Speaks in a quiet yet confident tone of voice, one that Littea particularly likes to hear)

And maybe a little ‘some’n some’n’ from you also…

Littea:
(Smiles and slighty blushes)

Maybe if you’re good.

Avi:

(Continues speaking in the tone of voice that Littea likes)

I’m a bad boy though… you already know that.

Littea:
(Chuckles)

Oh yeah, I forgot… you’re suddenly a ‘Thug’.

 Avi:

We’ll take this to the bedroom later, but first, one of the primary reasons I stopped over here was because Isabella recently made this drawing of you, that I thought was interesting.

Littea:

(Looks confused)

Really? That’s kind of strange that she’d randomly make a drawing of me. Let me see it.

[Avi shows Littea the drawing that Isabella made: Depicted on the paper is Littea, naked, with a tattoo across her heart that says ‘Tell Avi’ in prolific calligraphy.]