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Chpater 1

Bryce : Diving Under

All I¡¯ve ever wanted is for Juli Baker to leave me alone. For her to back off – you know, just give me some space. (³»°¡ ¹Ù¶ó´Â°Ç Á츮 º£ÀÌÄ¿°¡ ³ª¸¦ ³» ¹ö·ÁµÎ´Â °ÍÀÌ ¾ú´Ù)

*leave me alone ³ª¸¦ ³»¹ö·ÁµÖ

*back off - - Âü°ß ÇÏÁö¸¶

* give me some space - - ³» °ø°£À» ³» ¹ö·ÁµÖ. ¿©±â¼­ °ø°£ space ´Â ³ª¸¸ÀÇ °ø°£ Áï Âü°ß ¸»°í ³»¹ö·Á µÎ¶ó´Â Ç¥Çö

It all started the summer before second grade when our moving van pulled into her neighborhood. (ÀÌ ¸ðµç °ÍÀº ³»°¡ ÀÌ ÇгâÀ» ½ÃÀÛ ÇϱâÀü ¿©¸§, ¿ì¸®ÀÇ ÀÌ»çÂ÷°¡ ±× À̾ÆÀÌÀÇ µ¿³×¿¡ µé¾î¿ÔÀ»¶§¿´´Ù)



And since we¡¯re now about done with the eighth grade, that, my friend, makes more than half a decade of strategic avoidance and social discomfort. ( 8ÇгâÀÌ °ÅÁø ³¡³ª°¡´Ï, ³ªÀÇ ÇÇÇϱâ Àü·«°ú »çȸÀû ºÒÆíÇÔÀÌ ¹ú½á 5³âÀÌ ³Ñ¾î°£´Ù)

¿©±â¼­ friend ´Â ¿©·¯ºÐ Á¤µµ ÀÇ ¶æ

half a decade ( decade ´Â ½Ê³â - ½Ê³âÀÇ ¹ÝÀ» ¶æÇÑ 5³â) ±×³É 5³â À̶ó°í Çصµ µÇÁö¸¸ decade ¸¦ ¾´°Ç ±×¸¸Å­ ±æ°Ô ´À²¸Áø´Ù´Â Ç¥ÇöÀÖµí ÇÏ´Ù

She didn¡¯t just barge into my life. She barged and shoved and wedged her way into my life. ³» Àλý¿¡ ±×³É Ãĵé¾î ¿Â°Ô ¾Æ´Ï¶ó, ¹ÐÄ¡°í ³¢¾î¼­ µé¾î¿Ô´Ù .

Did we invite her to get into our moving van and start climbing all over boxes? No! ¿ì¸®°¡ ÀÌ»çÁü Â÷·Î µé¾î¿À¶ó°í ÇßÀ»±î? ¾Æ´Ï´Ù But that¡¯s exactly what she did, taking overand showing off like only Juli Baker can. (ÇÏÁö¸¸ Â÷¿¡ ¿Ã¶ó¿Ô°í, Àå¾ÇÇßÀ¸¸çÁ츮 º£ÀÌÄ¿ ´ä°Ô Àß³­Ã´À» Çß´Ù)

taking over Àº Àμö Àΰè ÇÏ´ÙÁö¸¸ ¿©±â¿¡¼­´Â ÀÚ±â ÁýÀÎ°Í Ã³·³ Â÷Áö Çß´Ù´Â Á¤µµ ÀÇ ¶æ

showing off - ´Â ÀÚ¶û ÇÏ´Ù, Àß³­Ã´ ÇÏ´Ù

My dad tried to stop her. ¡°Hey!¡± he says as she¡¯s catapulting herself on board. ¡°What are you doing? ¾Æºü°¡ ¸»¸®·Á°í Çß´Ù.±×¾ÆÀÌ°¡ À绡¸® ¿Ã¶óŸ´Â ¼ø°£, ¡°¾ß£¢ ¶ó°í Çϼ̴Ù. ¹» Çϴ°ŴÏ?

You¡¯re getting mud everywhere!¡± So true, too. Her shoes were, like, cakedwith the stuff. ÁøÈë ÅÁÀ» ¸¸µå´Ï! »ç½ÇÀ̾ú´Ù. ½Å¹ßÀÌ ÁøÈëÀ¸ ·Î ¹ü¹÷µÇ ÀÖ¾ú´Ù

caked ´Â ²öÀû °Å¸®°í °ÉÂßÇÑ°Ô ¹·¾î Àִٴ ǥÇö. ÄÉŸå¿¡ ÇÁ·Î½ºÆà À» ¿¬»ó ÇÏ¸é µÉµí

stuff - - °Íµé Á¤µµ¿¡ ¶æ , ¿©±â¼± ÁøÈëÀ» ¸»ÇÔ

She didn¡¯t hop out, though. Instead, she planted her rear end on the floor and started pushing a big box with her feet. ¡°Don¡¯t you want some help?¡± She glanced my way. ¡°It sure looks like you need it.¡± ±×·¡µµ ³»¸®Áú ¾Ê¾Ò´Ù. ¾ûµ¢¸¦ ºÙÀÌ°í ¹Ù´Ú¿¡ ÀÚ¸®¸¦ Àâ°íÅ« ¹Ú½º ¸¦ ¹ß°í ¹Ð¸ç ¡°µµ¿ÍÁÙ±î?¡± ³»ÂÊÀ» Èú²ý º¸´õ´Ï ¡°µµ¿òÀÌ ÇÊ¿äÇØ º¸À̴µ¥¡°. ÇÏ¿´´Ù

*planted -ÀÚ¸®¸¦ Àâ´Ù

*rear end - ¾ûµ¢ÀÌ

I didn¡¯t like the implication. (³­ ±×¸»¿¡ Àǹ̰¡ ¸¾¿¡ ¾Èµé¾ú´Ù)

And even though my dad had been tossing me the same sort of look all Week, I could tell – he didn¡¯t like this girl either. (¾Æºüµµ ÀÏÁÖÀÏ ³»³» ³ª¿¡°Ô ºñ½Á ÇÑ ´«Ä¡¸¦ ÁáÁö¸¸.. ¾Æºüµµ ±× ¾ÆÀÏ º°·Î ÁÁ¾ÆÇÏ´Â°Í °°Áö ¾ÊÀº°É ¾Ë¼ö ÀÖ¾ú´Ù

¡°Hey! Don¡¯t do that,¡± he warned her. ¡°There are some really valuable things in that box.¡± ÇÏÁö ¸»¾Æ¶ó, °æ°í¸¦ Á̴ּÙ. °Å±â¿£ ±ÍÁßÇÑ ¹°°ÇµéÀÌ ÀÖ´Ü´Ù

*sort of - ºñ½ÁÇÑ.. kind of ¶û °°Àº ¶æ

¡°Oh. Well, how about this one?¡± She scootsover to a box labeled LENOX and looks my way again. (ÀÌ°Ç ¾î¶§¿ä? ¹Ú½º¿¡ ·¹³ì½º¶ó°í ½áÀÖ´Â ÂÊÀ¸·Î ¿òÁ÷¿´´Ù)

¡°We should push it together!¡± (°°ÀÌ ¹ÐÀÚ)

¡°No, no, no!¡± my dad says, then pulls her up by the arm. ¡°Why don¡¯t you run along home? Your mother¡¯s probably wondering where you are.¡± ¾ÈµÈ´Ù, ¾Æºü°¡ ±×¾ÆÀÌ¿¡ ÆÈÀ» ²ø¾î´ç±â½Ã¸ç

¾ö¸¶ ÇÑÅ× °¡°Å¶ó, ¾Æ¸¶ ´Ï°¡ ¾îµðÀÖ´ÂÁö °ÆÁ¤ ÇϽÇÅÙµ¥

scoot - ¾É¾Æ ÀÖ´Âä·Î ÀÚ¸®¸¦ ¹Ð¾î¼­ ¿Å±â´Â Çൿ

This was the beginning of my soon-to-become-acute awareness that the girl cannot take a hint. (ÀÌ ¿©ÀÚ¾ÆÀÌ°¡ ´«Ä¡°¡ Á¦·Î ¶ó´Â°É ¾Ë¾ÆÂ÷¸° ¼ø°£À̾ú´Ù) Of any kind.(¾Æ¹«°Íµµ).

*soon to become - °ð ~ °¡ µÉ ¿©±â¼­´Â °ð °¨ÁöÇÏ´Â Á¤µµ ÀǶæ

* the girl cannot take a hint - ´«Ä¡°¡ ÀüÇô ¾ø´Ù, ´«Ä¡¸¦ Á൵ ¸ð¸£´Ù ¿¡ ¸¹ÀÌ ¾²´Â Ç¥Çö

Does she zip on home like a kid should when they¡¯ve been invited to leave? ÁýÀ¸·Î °¡¶ó´Â ´«Ä¡¸¦ º¸°í ´Ù¸¥ ¾ÆÀ̵éó·³ ÁýÀ¸·Î °¬À»±î? No. ¾Æ´Ï¾ú´Ù

*invited to leave - °¡¶ó°í Á¦¾ÈÇß´Ù, ´«Ä¡¸¦ Áá´Ù

She says, ¡°Oh, my mom knows where I am. She said it was fine.¡± Then she points across the street and says, ¡°We just live right over there.¡± ¾ö¸¸ ³»°¡ ¾îµð ÀÖ´ÂÁö ¾Ë°í, ±¦Âú´Ù°í Çß¾î¿ä.

±æ °Ç³ÊÆíÀ» °¡¸£Ä¡¸ç ¿ì¸° ¹Ù·Î Àú±â¿¡ »ì¾Æ¿ä Çß´Ù

My father looks to where she¡¯s pointing and mutters, ¡°Oh boy.¡± Then he looks at me and winks as he says, ¡°Bryce, isn¡¯t it time for you to go inside and help your mother?¡± ¾Æºü´Â ±×¾ÆÀÌ°¡ ¼Õ°¡¶ô À¸·Î °¡¸£Ä¡´Â ÂÊÀ» º¸¸é¼­ Áß¾ó °Å¸®¼Ì´Ù . ¸¿¼Ò»ç . ºê¶óÀ̽º, ¾È¿¡ µé¾î°¡¼­ ¾ö¸¶ µµ¿Í¾ß ÇÏÁö ¾Ê´Ï?

isn't it time for ~ Áö±ÝÂë ~ À» ÇØ¾ß ÇÒ¶§°¡ µÇ¾ú´Ù´Â Ç¥Çö,

I knew right off that this was a ditch play. And I didn¡¯t think about it until later, but ditch wasn¡¯t a play I¡¯d run with my dad before. ³ª´Â µûµ¹¸² ÀÛÀüÀ̶õ°É ±Ý»õ ´«Ä¡ ë´Ù. ³ªÁß¿¡ ¼­¾ß »ý°¢ Çغ»°Çµ¥ µûµ¹¸®´Â ÀÛÀüÀº ¾Æºü¶û ÇØ º»ÀûÀÌ ¾ø´ø°Å´Ù

right off - ¹Ù·Î, ~ÇÏÀÚ¸¶ÀÚ

Face it, pulling a ditch is not something discussed with dads. ¼ÖÁ÷È÷ ´©±¼ µûµ¹¸®´Â°É º¸Åë ¾Æºüµé°ú ÇÒ À̾߱â´Â ¾Æ´Ï¾ú´Ù

It¡¯s like, against parental law to tell your kid it¡¯s okay to ditch someone, no matter how annoying or muddy they might be. ¾Æ¹«¸® ´©°¡ Â¥ÁõÀ̳ª°í ÁøÈë Åõ¼ºÀ̶ó ÇÏ´õ¶óµµ µûµ¹ ¸®´Â°ÍÀÌ ±¦Âú´Ù°í °¡¸£Ä¡´Â°Ç ºÎ¸ð´Ô ¹ýÄ¢À» ¾î±â´Â °Å¿Í °°´Ù

ditch - À» µûµ¹¸®´Ù, ¶¯¶¯À̸¦ Ä¡´Ù µîÀÇ ¶æ


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