John stepped out of the cab and took his board off of the top. He paid the cabbie, tried REALLY hard to keep himself from singing the theme song from "The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air" (but failed and mumbled it to himself anyway), and adjusted the shades on his nose. He scratched his head and closed his eyes at the feeling of the sun on his skin. ( Read more... )

John had shown up to Junior's a little bit early. He was always bad with timing, and he'd taken a too-early subway into Brooklyn from the Village. He muttered negative things about the weather under his breath as he walked from the station to the building, his raincoat snapped around his body tightly. The jacket was doing little in terms of keeping ( Read more... )

Audrey seemed nice. She agreed to go out for drinks with John to celebrate his acceptance into UCLA and UCSF's Med Shools. Of course, the threat of a construction worker boyfriend when John was a weakling was... on the intimidating side of things, but he had the ability of running on his side. He'd watched enough Discovery Channel shows to know ( Read more... )