The Dorkiest Dork Who Ever Dorked: Chapter 5 Part 1

The day dragged on. When would the papers get there so he could deliver them? Why was Ben waiting for him to deliver papers? What was going to happen? Mia was preparing for the worst. Mia was certain she would never see her brother again, that he would be swept up in some drug bust or something. Ethan didn’t think it was going to be anything horrible like that. He was just excited to have something exciting potentially be happening.

Eventually the papers arrived. Ethan got them ready and slung his fully-loaded paper bag over his right shoulder.

“I’m going to be a block or so behind you,” Mia said. “I won’t let you out of my sight. I have a bad feeling about this. Are you sure you want to deliver papers today?”

“Whatever, Mia. I have to deliver papers. It’s this thing called a ‘job.’ Maybe you should get one some time.”

Mia responded with a ridiculously large roll of her eyes. “I’m just worried about you.”

“Well, stop it. No need to worry. I’m a man,” Ethan said with confidence.

Ethan left for his route. Mia followed a minute later. Ethan had to go several blocks before his route actually began. Then he had to deliver two blocks of houses before getting to Ben’s house. He was moving quickly. His paper throwing was on target today, as usual. At 2:57 Ethan approached Ben’s house.

Mia, as she had promised, was about a block behind her brother. Now was the moment of truth. As Ethan walked up Ben’s sidewalk, Mia stopped under a large oak tree and leaned against the trunk to see what would happen. She acted like she was looking at her iPad, but actually she was filming the events.

Ethan walked up the sidewalk and as he approached the porch, the front door opened. Mia couldn’t see who opened the door, but Ethan went inside! “What is he doing?” Mia whispered to herself. “Why would he go inside?”

Mia felt helpless and useless. How could she keep an eye on her brother if he went in the house and she couldn’t see him? What horrible, nasty things are going on in there?

“What are you doing in my yard?” asked a voice that startled Mia.

She let out a high pitched shriek and took off running for home. Her detective skills were coming up short. More than likely, Sherlock Holmes never shrieked like a little girl.



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Previous posts:

Introducing The Dorkiest Dork Who Ever Dorked

Chapter 1 Part 1

Chapter 2 Part 1

Chapter 3 Part 1

Chapter 4 Part 1
Chapter 4 Part 2
Chapter 4 Part 3
Chapter 4 Part 4


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