The Sky is the Limit: Part Five
A loud, incessant knocking on the front door woke Harry
the next morning. He covered his head with his pillow and groaned. "Go away!
You know I don't like skydiving this early, Tila. And don't even think of dragging
me out of my bed again, because I will personally shut your fingers in my window
if you do," he shouted in annoyance.
However, the pounding at the door continued,
growing louder and more obnoxious by the second. "Alright already, I'm coming,
I'm coming! You can stop that noise anytime," he said, unlocking his door and
Anthony stood on the doorstep.
Harry wanted to disappear into the floor and
never be seen again. "I'm sorry, I thought it was somebody else. Is there anything
I can do for you?" he asked, slightly unnerved.
"Actually there is. Would you be willing to teach
the last of the six classes next Monday?" the Moach inquired.
"But I thought--"
"Yes, I know. I fired you. But I want to hire
you again. If you can prove yourself, you may have more teaching jobs from me
in the future. What do you say, my boy?" Anthony offered hopefully.
"Of course! That is, if you really want me. I
know I don't deserve this chance at all. In fact, why would you even offer me
a second chance?" Harry asked.
"Because a young Vernax reminded me of how he
had been given a second chance as well, although he most certainly did not deserve
it." Anthony responded, winking.
"Darren? Darren asked you to give me another
chance?" Harry was shocked. Although he knew Darren had become a responsible
young Vernax, he had no idea how much his decision to let him rejoin the class
had meant to him.
"Yes, Darren approached me after class yesterday.
I told him I would consider it, and I have, and here I am, offering you your
job back. So, it's settled then? I'll see you on Monday?"
"Definitely!" Harry exclaimed excitedly. "Thank
you so much, Tony!"
Harry shut his door, a ridiculously huge grin
plastered across his face.
Grabbing an apple from the basket on the table,
he ate it on his way out the door. He had to tell Tila right away!
Tila was very happy for Harry when he told her
the good news. "So, I guess this means we'd better get back in that plane and
let you practice some stunning tricks to teach to your students on the last
day of the class!"
"Yeah! I want to try a few of the tricks from
that book you loaned me. Do you still have it, so I can review them a bit before
I attempt them?"
The Cooty nodded, handing him a book from her
shelf, and letting him skim through the pages.
"I want to try this one," he informed her, pointing
to one of the hardest tricks in the book. "And this one too," he said. After
he had picked out a few various tricks, the two headed out to the plane, the
skydiving manual under Harry's arm.
"Do you think you can master these well enough
before Monday?" Tila asked uncertainly.
"I'm sure I can. After all, I've gotten this
far. What are we waiting for? Let's go!" he said.
Nearly all day every day that week, Harry and
Tila were either up in the air, or on the ground rehearsing different bits and
pieces of tricks. Harry would practice stretching before he went up in the air,
to make sure he didn't injure anything when he attempted the tricks.
When in the air, Harry would practice various
flips and twists. Each time he tried, he improved, until finally, he could do
all the tricks with ease, adding interesting moves of his own to his routine.
On Monday, Harry and Tila both went to the skydiving
class, arriving extra early. Tila was going to watch Harry from the ground and
help the students take notes on the jump.
"Hello Harry, how have you been?" Anthony greeted
warmly when he saw him.
"Great! I learned quite a few things last week,
and I'm sure I can teach a few things to the students. If only this weren't
the last class; there's so much to teach!" Harry said joyfully.
"If you and the students do well today, I'm planning
to continue with a more advanced class for them, and you can teach them more
then. But for now, I'll see how well you do," Anthony said critically.
When the students had all arrived, Harry got
ready to jump, this time performing all of his fancy new tricks.
Anthony took the plane up into the air, and when
he was high enough, Harry took a deep breathe and exited the plane. Without
panic, he succeeded in doing a barrel roll. He did a few more twists, spins,
and flips, all without mistake. Finally, he released his parachute and glided
to the target, landing right in the middle.
The class applauded his performance, Tila loudest
of all, and Harry smiled, taking a bow.
"Now, which one of you wants to try first?" he
Everyone raised their hand, and the Mootix laughed.
"Hmmm.... how about you, Darren?"
After all the students had tried a simple trick,
Anthony landed the plane.
"Harry," Anthony said, in front of all the students.
"You did an amazing job up there. I should've given you more credit than you
did. You certainly are an aspiring young skydiver. Will you be willing to teach
another class starting next month?" he asked.
Harry nodded. "I'd like that."
Anthony smiled. "Well then, it's settled. Anyone
who wants to sign up for the next six week period, come talk to me."
With that, a line formed, with all of the fifteen
students, eager to learn more about skydiving as soon as they had a chance.
Tila came up to Harry. "Congratulations Harry,"
she grinned. "I'm very proud to be your friend, especially now." She handed
him a pile of letters.
"What are they?" he asked.
"They're letters from your students that they
wrote while they were waiting their turn to skydive. Read them," she said.
He unfolded one of the letters and began to read,
his eyes moving back and forth across the paper:
Thank you so much for being our teecher. I
enjoyed it verry much, and I hope you can come back and teech us agin. I know
we'd al love to have you!
Harry smiled at the young Zytch's spelling and
opened the next note:
I had a totally awesome time in your class.
Thanks so much for giving me a second chance! I would've missed out on some
great opportunities if you hadn't. I hope you decide to come teach the next
six classes! It'd be a blast!
"Wow. I guess they really did appreciate me,
didn't they?" Harry asked, grinning.
"Of course they did!" Tila said.
Anthony came up to Harry. "Here's the rest of
your pay. Thank you so much for agreeing to teach the next class. I'll call
you when I have everything set up, eh?"
"That'd be great. Thanks!" Harry said.
Since Harry had a few weeks on his hands, he
decided to take up a new hobby for a while, and take a short break from skydiving.
He was determined to learn to bungee jump, and he convinced Tila to learn with
They hired an instructor for a day to teach them
how to properly jump. After they had gone over a few things, Harry was the first
one ready to try it out for himself.
Harry's instructor helped him tie the ropes properly,
and finally, Harry edged towards the end of the bridge, slightly nervous, and
hoping not to hurt himself.
As usual, a small crowd began to gather at the
site of someone doing something unusual. However, Harry was not a bit nervous
because of the audience he had.
Taking a deep breath, Harry jumped, and felt
himself plummeting quickly. The cord caught him, and he was hurled back up towards
the bridge, then down again, like a yo-yo on a string. Finally, when he felt
quite sick, he was done bouncing.
When he got to the top of the bridge, he felt
extremely dizzy. Bungee jumping was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime experience
for him, he was sure of that. After a few minutes, he regained his balance.
Tila was next in line, and she shook with fear
as she was hooked into many ropes by the instructor. She jumped off the bridge,
and all the breath in her body left her when she fell. She wanted badly to scream
in horror, but the lack of air didn't allow her to do so.
Finally, she too was safely back on the bridge
again, still shaking. When she had finally recovered (which took much longer
for her than it did for Harry), she stood up and smiled fretfully, her face
After a few minutes, an older Lady Blurg approached
her and Harry. "I saw you two perform, and I think you both did a great job.
A couple of friends and I want to learn to bungee jump. Do you think it would
be possible to give us some lessons?"
Harry and Tila looked at each other and burst
"I'm sorry Miss--" Harry started, but couldn't
say anymore because he was laughing so hard. "Oohoohahahaheee!"
Tila continued for him. "We can't. I'm sure that--"
she said, sides shaking with violent laughter.
"That instructor over there can help... hahaheeee,"
Harry cackled, still laughing hard.
"Well, I never. Young people these days... they're
so rude!" the Lady Blurg murmured, walking off to talk to the instructor.
Harry and Tila glanced at each other, remembering
all that had happened, and they just kept laughing.