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He was hooked...
2 WEEKS LATER...
Ryan was running down the street, the wind whipping through his hair. His smile seemed to stretch from ear to ear and he radiated excitement. He was once again on his way to "The Grill" for the fourth time in two weeks.
In his fist he held a crumpled five dollar bill that he had managed to scrap up by doing chores for his mother throughout the week.
He wandered into the crowded restaurant and quickly sat himself at a table. Then, he began to scan the crowd for any signs of Mike. He had no such luck, there were too many people and he couldn't see any sign of the performer. All of a sudden there was a tap on his shoulder and Ryan whipped around expecting to see Mike like he did all of the other times. But instead of Mike he found himself looking into the eyes of an older woman wearing a stained apron who reeked of Cigarettes.
"Hey kid, can I take your order?" She asked Ryan.
"Uh, what...food...sure, yeah, I mean okay, yeah...I'll take a...uh..." He stuttered caught off guard by his obvious mistake.
"Come on kid! Other people want to eat too!" she stated in a harsh tone.
"Um...I'll take a slice of cheese pizza." The boy managed to blurt out after a few chaotic seconds of looking for the words he needed.
The woman reached in front of him and grabbed the menu looking at him with a face of sheer displeasure. But he paid it no mind, he was still looking fo Mike, hoping that he would get to see a new trick today. Still, he could not spot him amongst the many other patrons. But just when all seemed lost, a gasp of excitement followed by applause errupted from the other side of the Diner. Then he heard the magicians voice.
"Thank you. Thank you sir. Thank you ma'am. I hope you have a nice lunch and I hope to see you again real soon." The master of sleights exclaimed. Then he turned and say Ryan sitting at the table and began to stride over.
"Hey Ryan!" Mike said. "Here for lunch, right?" He was a magician but it didn't take any mind reading power to deduce that.
"Yeah. so have you got anything new for me today?" The boy asked.
"Well Ryan, it just so happens that I do. Let me see here...a ha! See? I have this Mexican coin here, and right next to it is this fifty cent peice. Do you see?"
Ryan slowly shook his head up and down like a bobble head, keeping his eyes fixed on the two coins in the magicians hand thw whole time.
"Good. Well, watch wat happens when you just give them a squeeze." He said and closed his fist around the two peices and began to "massage" them. He then opened up his hand slowly only to reveal that only the fifty cent peice remained.
Ryan grabbed the coin from him and began to inspect it more thoroughly than a detective examines a murder scene.
"Where did the Mexican one go?" He questioned.
"Look in your glass." He replied extending a finger in the direction of Ryans Soda.
Ryan looked and sure enough, there it was. The copper coin just sitting in the bottom of the glass. Ryan stared dumbfounded at this unbeleivable feat he had just witnessed with his own eyes.
After he came back to the world of reality he scraped the coin out of the glass with a spoon and handed to Mike.
"Can you teach me how to do that?" He asked.
"Well, a good magician never tells his secrets, Ryan." Mike replied.
Ryan nodded and smiled, and he and Mike said their goodbyes as the slice of pizza was et down before him. The truth was that Ryan didn't have an appetite at all, but still, the cooks had gone through the trouble of making it so he felt compelled to at least pick at it a bit.
When he ad finished, he paid and left.
On his way home he started to think of ways that the trick could have been acomplished but it just seemed so...so...so unreal, and Mike had performed it with his sleeves rolled up, which just made it all the more impossible...and all the more amazing.
When he arrived back at his small house no one was home. His mother was most likely at work and his father was at a bar, no doubt. So, he quickly hopped on the computer and brought up Google. And then he searched: "How to Do Magic Tricks." Almost instantly he was bombarded with results and it quickly became overwhelming the amount of tricks he could learn. Some trick called Nemisis, an erdenase Change, The Shapeshifter, a Clip Shift, The Biddle Trick, Linking Rings, Cups and Balls, a Chicago opener, something called Silver Dream, a French Drop, a retention vanish, and so much more.
He immidiaetly dobe right in and started to research every trick he could find. well, every trick invloving coins, rings and shoelaces. He had no cards. and the more and more he got into it the more tricks he would find. Soon, he researched and knew so many tricks that it would be hard to remeber any of them. but still his curiosity raged on and he continued to explore.
But as we've all heard before..."Curiosity Killed The cat".
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More next Friday...
Dylan P.
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He was hooked...
2 WEEKS LATER...
Ryan was running down the street, the wind whipping through his hair. His smile seemed to stretch from ear to ear and he radiated excitement. He was once again on his way to "The Grill" for the fourth time in two weeks.
In his fist he held a crumpled five dollar bill that he had managed to scrap up by doing chores for his mother throughout the week.
He wandered into the crowded restaurant and quickly sat himself at a table. Then, he began to scan the crowd for any signs of Mike. He had no such luck, there were too many people and he couldn't see any sign of the performer. All of a sudden there was a tap on his shoulder and Ryan whipped around expecting to see Mike like he did all of the other times. But instead of Mike he found himself looking into the eyes of an older woman wearing a stained apron who reeked of Cigarettes.
"Hey kid, can I take your order?" She asked Ryan.
"Uh, what...food...sure, yeah, I mean okay, yeah...I'll take a...uh..." He stuttered caught off guard by his obvious mistake.
"Come on kid! Other people want to eat too!" she stated in a harsh tone.
"Um...I'll take a slice of cheese pizza." The boy managed to blurt out after a few chaotic seconds of looking for the words he needed.
The woman reached in front of him and grabbed the menu looking at him with a face of sheer displeasure. But he paid it no mind, he was still looking fo Mike, hoping that he would get to see a new trick today. Still, he could not spot him amongst the many other patrons. But just when all seemed lost, a gasp of excitement followed by applause errupted from the other side of the Diner. Then he heard the magicians voice.
"Thank you. Thank you sir. Thank you ma'am. I hope you have a nice lunch and I hope to see you again real soon." The master of sleights exclaimed. Then he turned and say Ryan sitting at the table and began to stride over.
"Hey Ryan!" Mike said. "Here for lunch, right?" He was a magician but it didn't take any mind reading power to deduce that.
"Yeah. so have you got anything new for me today?" The boy asked.
"Well Ryan, it just so happens that I do. Let me see here...a ha! See? I have this Mexican coin here, and right next to it is this fifty cent peice. Do you see?"
Ryan slowly shook his head up and down like a bobble head, keeping his eyes fixed on the two coins in the magicians hand thw whole time.
"Good. Well, watch wat happens when you just give them a squeeze." He said and closed his fist around the two peices and began to "massage" them. He then opened up his hand slowly only to reveal that only the fifty cent peice remained.
Ryan grabbed the coin from him and began to inspect it more thoroughly than a detective examines a murder scene.
"Where did the Mexican one go?" He questioned.
"Look in your glass." He replied extending a finger in the direction of Ryans Soda.
Ryan looked and sure enough, there it was. The copper coin just sitting in the bottom of the glass. Ryan stared dumbfounded at this unbeleivable feat he had just witnessed with his own eyes.
After he came back to the world of reality he scraped the coin out of the glass with a spoon and handed to Mike.
"Can you teach me how to do that?" He asked.
"Well, a good magician never tells his secrets, Ryan." Mike replied.
Ryan nodded and smiled, and he and Mike said their goodbyes as the slice of pizza was et down before him. The truth was that Ryan didn't have an appetite at all, but still, the cooks had gone through the trouble of making it so he felt compelled to at least pick at it a bit.
When he ad finished, he paid and left.
On his way home he started to think of ways that the trick could have been acomplished but it just seemed so...so...so unreal, and Mike had performed it with his sleeves rolled up, which just made it all the more impossible...and all the more amazing.
When he arrived back at his small house no one was home. His mother was most likely at work and his father was at a bar, no doubt. So, he quickly hopped on the computer and brought up Google. And then he searched: "How to Do Magic Tricks." Almost instantly he was bombarded with results and it quickly became overwhelming the amount of tricks he could learn. Some trick called Nemisis, an erdenase Change, The Shapeshifter, a Clip Shift, The Biddle Trick, Linking Rings, Cups and Balls, a Chicago opener, something called Silver Dream, a French Drop, a retention vanish, and so much more.
He immidiaetly dobe right in and started to research every trick he could find. well, every trick invloving coins, rings and shoelaces. He had no cards. and the more and more he got into it the more tricks he would find. Soon, he researched and knew so many tricks that it would be hard to remeber any of them. but still his curiosity raged on and he continued to explore.
But as we've all heard before..."Curiosity Killed The cat".
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More next Friday...
Dylan P.
