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Entry VI
Finding something in the house was like running into the temple of the lost arc; you might be looking for something, but there's always something in your way of finding it. After digging through a heap of cereal, I found my keys and started out the door but just as I had a foot out the door, I remembered I hadn't brushed my teeth so I ran back in and grabbed some gum and picked up my bike chain. I always kept my bike right outside my garage door and started off on my magnificant (and short) ride to work. I came to my first intersection and guess what was on my mind?
Cross at least three red lights this year.
Of course I wouldn't do it - that's just stupid. The fact that it had even crossed my mind agitated me a little bit but I went when the flow of traffic was in my favor. Claire said she needed to talk to me about something but I had a feeling that it was going to be a talk about someone and not something... and guess who I thought the someone would be.
Janet. Janet. Janet. Janet.
If I didn't know myself any better, I would say I was starting to obsess over her. Wait, what?
At the moment the thought crossed my mind, I guess my eyes crossed too because I just happened to steer my bike into a telephone pole. I wasn't exactly wearing a helmet... unless a baseball cap is suitable for one, so I took a pretty hard hit but got up with the help of a stranger from an old car. Wait, I knew this guy. Was this one of the... he called me a quick fix...
"You okay there, kid?"
"You're not too old yourself, you know."
"No need to get all anal, I'm just trying to help."
"Yeah... help... right..."
It was one of those times when I just wanted to drag it on and on and have no idea what it was I was doing, but awkwardness ruled in and I started to pick up my bike, threw a quick thanks in his face, and rode again to work. I guess I really hadn't been paying attention to where I was going because I was at work sooner than I thought I would be and Claire pulled me off to the side right away.
"So where are you going on your birthday?"
"Oh, just staing with relatives, you know, the usual birthday crap."
"Do you think you can get away from them for a while? Like maybe two or three hours?"
"Uh sure I guess... why, what's up?"
"Well Shanon wants to throw you a party but she knows your parents won't like it."
"Why wouldn't they?"
"Well, you're a big boy now! You can do all sorts of big boy things if you know what I mean." Of course she had to add her little giggle to that.
"Oh god, come on, you don't mean Shanon is-"
"Yup."
"No! I'm not some stupid bachelor!"
"What makes you think we were going to do that for you! Pervert!" Another one of her infamous giggles. If they aren't infamous now, you'll see how they get that way.
"Ugh... well what time should I get here?"
"Here? Oh, no, it's going to be at Janet's house."
A slight pause followed for reasons undeclared but known to us both. Eventually, she picked up on the silence."
"Is that a problem or something?"
"I would- I would rather have it somewhere else."
"Why? She's perfectly fine to have it there."
"She is?"
"You betcha!"
"Oh."
"You sound disappointed?"
"Are you asking me or telling me?"
"I never know anymore."
"I am so confused..."
"Boys, always so confused." Another little giggle.
"Women, always so confusing." My own little smirk.
"Be there at nine and you'll be on time. Key words there: be on time."
"Got it."
"Oh, yeah, wear something comfortable too."
"Wait, what?"
"He he!"
You know, the worst thing anyone can ever do to another person is exactly what she did to me. Curiousity never killed the cat, we killed the cat. We were just damned curious to see what would happen. She basically just fed me half-truths, flaunts, taunts, attractions, and mystery - she toyed with my head - and now I'm going to a not-so-surprise party for myself with god-knows-what going on. I'm turning 18, I have the right to suspect them to do something dirty. Oh god what have I gotten into...
Finding something in the house was like running into the temple of the lost arc; you might be looking for something, but there's always something in your way of finding it. After digging through a heap of cereal, I found my keys and started out the door but just as I had a foot out the door, I remembered I hadn't brushed my teeth so I ran back in and grabbed some gum and picked up my bike chain. I always kept my bike right outside my garage door and started off on my magnificant (and short) ride to work. I came to my first intersection and guess what was on my mind?
Cross at least three red lights this year.
Of course I wouldn't do it - that's just stupid. The fact that it had even crossed my mind agitated me a little bit but I went when the flow of traffic was in my favor. Claire said she needed to talk to me about something but I had a feeling that it was going to be a talk about someone and not something... and guess who I thought the someone would be.
Janet. Janet. Janet. Janet.
If I didn't know myself any better, I would say I was starting to obsess over her. Wait, what?
At the moment the thought crossed my mind, I guess my eyes crossed too because I just happened to steer my bike into a telephone pole. I wasn't exactly wearing a helmet... unless a baseball cap is suitable for one, so I took a pretty hard hit but got up with the help of a stranger from an old car. Wait, I knew this guy. Was this one of the... he called me a quick fix...
"You okay there, kid?"
"You're not too old yourself, you know."
"No need to get all anal, I'm just trying to help."
"Yeah... help... right..."
It was one of those times when I just wanted to drag it on and on and have no idea what it was I was doing, but awkwardness ruled in and I started to pick up my bike, threw a quick thanks in his face, and rode again to work. I guess I really hadn't been paying attention to where I was going because I was at work sooner than I thought I would be and Claire pulled me off to the side right away.
"So where are you going on your birthday?"
"Oh, just staing with relatives, you know, the usual birthday crap."
"Do you think you can get away from them for a while? Like maybe two or three hours?"
"Uh sure I guess... why, what's up?"
"Well Shanon wants to throw you a party but she knows your parents won't like it."
"Why wouldn't they?"
"Well, you're a big boy now! You can do all sorts of big boy things if you know what I mean." Of course she had to add her little giggle to that.
"Oh god, come on, you don't mean Shanon is-"
"Yup."
"No! I'm not some stupid bachelor!"
"What makes you think we were going to do that for you! Pervert!" Another one of her infamous giggles. If they aren't infamous now, you'll see how they get that way.
"Ugh... well what time should I get here?"
"Here? Oh, no, it's going to be at Janet's house."
A slight pause followed for reasons undeclared but known to us both. Eventually, she picked up on the silence."
"Is that a problem or something?"
"I would- I would rather have it somewhere else."
"Why? She's perfectly fine to have it there."
"She is?"
"You betcha!"
"Oh."
"You sound disappointed?"
"Are you asking me or telling me?"
"I never know anymore."
"I am so confused..."
"Boys, always so confused." Another little giggle.
"Women, always so confusing." My own little smirk.
"Be there at nine and you'll be on time. Key words there: be on time."
"Got it."
"Oh, yeah, wear something comfortable too."
"Wait, what?"
"He he!"
You know, the worst thing anyone can ever do to another person is exactly what she did to me. Curiousity never killed the cat, we killed the cat. We were just damned curious to see what would happen. She basically just fed me half-truths, flaunts, taunts, attractions, and mystery - she toyed with my head - and now I'm going to a not-so-surprise party for myself with god-knows-what going on. I'm turning 18, I have the right to suspect them to do something dirty. Oh god what have I gotten into...