It was a good thing that I kept it together after I walked out of the dance. My first impulse was to go home and cry until I didn't hate the city anymore, but I didn't feel like going home. I knew that it was a bad idea to walk around in the kind of clothing that I was wearing, but there weren't many people around, and they didn't seem to think anything of it. Then I remembered that I was in Los Angeles, and that concept started to make a little more sense. I wasn't paying any attention to the playground until I saw Sam fall off of the jungle gym.
I guess he just got sick of the cycle too.
"Are you alright?" I asked, walking over him because Sam seemed a little immobile. He took a tough tumble off of that thing. Personally, I thought those things were nice death traps for youngsters. Parents who didn't care much about their kids took them to playgrounds all of the time.
I'm dandy, I'm just hating my life more than usual, that's all. How was things with Kyle? Great? Okay then. When's the wedding?
I got up uneasily. "I'm fine." I said, shorter with her than I meant to be. I brushed myself off, grumbling. "They just need to put the bars closer together so no one kills themselves or something..." I muttered.
Stupid retarded evil damned school gym of death...
"That didn't look fun."
"It wasn't." I looked back to her, trying not to sound pissy, and probably failing just a little. "What're you doing here?"
Looking for my pimp. What does Sam think I'm doing here? I'm taking a walk in my Princess Leia costume. Suddenly, that pimp thought doesn't seem so unlikely. It's probably makes more sense than my actual reason for being here does.
"I needed to get out of there."
I'm pretending that he didn't snap at me. Yep. Only because it's the first time that it's ever happened, and because he fell off of the jungle gym. I'd be pissy with someone if I took a fall like that. I might hide too. There's something about embarrassment that really scares me. I've had stage fright before, but one on one embarrassment can be worse than that. Not that he's embarrassed, it's just me. God knows I've done dumber, more painful things in front of people.
I raised an eyebrow, clearing the rest of the sand off of this stupid costume that I'm never going to go near again, and looked back to her. I shrugged.
"It looked like you were having an alright time to me." I said simply.
I'm not jealous. I'm just pissed. Why wouldn't I be pissed? I have every god damn reason to be pissed, thanks.
... I sound like my sister when she's pissed off. Speaking of which, I haven't seen Arianna in weeks, I should go visit her or something. If my Dad's not there.
So why am I not moving?
Because it's Carly, that's why.
"I'm sorry I left," But I couldn't stand to see you going near that moron. "I just got bored with the whole dance thing."
Sam's a little dense. I thought I made it pretty clear that he's the someone else, and he's expecting me to namedrop some other guy. In a weird way, I find that endearing.
If he's not dense, he's insecure, and that's kinda cute too. We'll have to work on that if one of us gets up the nerve to do anything about this. If I like him, and he likes me, we could spend time around each other, and then he might be less insecure somehow? I don't know. My mother claims that I can forcibly remove anyone from their shell.
I need to help Sam figure out who I'm interested in, since it's him and all. I think he'd like to know that.
"It is. He's a good guy, even if he gets a little jealous sometimes." And just to make sure that he stopped drawing a blank, I crossed the distance between us and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
I could have kissed him on the lips, but after everything that went down tonight, that would have made me feel like a slut.
"It is. He's a good guy, even if he gets a little jealous sometimes."
Who was she talking abou--
And then she kissed me on the cheek. Oh... so the guy's me? The other guy who isn't Kyle Freakin' Randall? She's interested in me?
... That's kinda awesome.
And me doing something would kind of ruin the moment here, even though I really want to. But she likes me, so it's okay. This is definitely awesome. Interesting feeling comes with it too.
Sorta like walking on air, or something equally cliche and goofy. I'm a goofy guy, I completely accept that.
"Oh..." I blinked, totally at a loss again. "... Thanks." I grinned a little, sheepish, and tried not to do anything too dorky to ruin this.
Still, Carly likes me. This is awesome.
"Look, I have to go see someone..." I looked back at her, trying to keep cool, and realized how what I just said could be misinterpreted. "... My sister. I haven't seen her in a while. So I'm going to head there... and..."
"Look, I have to go see someone... My sister. I haven't seen her in a while. So I'm going to head there... and...so I'll see you tomorrow?"
Close, but not quite. Sam's graduated from being dense and now he's silly. There's not a display of affection that would cure that, so I'm going to smile politely and remind him that we don't have school tomorrow.
"How about I'll see you Monday?"
Technically, I could invite him to come over tomorrow, but Dad is off. No poor unsuspecting crush of mine should go near my house when my father is home. I've only had this going long enough to give him a kiss on the cheek, and I'm already trying to make plans. I am easy. Still, I could have done a lot more than I did, but I held back.
Oh... Friday. Right. Today would be Friday, which means no school until Monday. And usually, that'd be great, if circumstances hadn't changed and actually made me want to go to school.
"Right. Monday." I looked down, embarassed.
"Goodnight Sam."
"Yeah." I smiled to her. "Goodnight." Do I do anything? No, should leave it as is... right?
Right.
Just move Howell, seriously.
I nodded to her and started heading for my house, trying to figure out how I was going to get around my parents and see Arianna before I headed back to Madsen's. Well, I guess you'd call it my old house, not like I live there anymore. "See you around."
Comments 20
I guess he just got sick of the cycle too.
"Are you alright?" I asked, walking over him because Sam seemed a little immobile. He took a tough tumble off of that thing. Personally, I thought those things were nice death traps for youngsters. Parents who didn't care much about their kids took them to playgrounds all of the time.
"That didn't look fun."
Yeah, I'm Captain Obvious, but he might be hurt.
Reply
I'm dandy, I'm just hating my life more than usual, that's all. How was things with Kyle? Great? Okay then. When's the wedding?
I got up uneasily. "I'm fine." I said, shorter with her than I meant to be. I brushed myself off, grumbling. "They just need to put the bars closer together so no one kills themselves or something..." I muttered.
Stupid retarded evil damned school gym of death...
"That didn't look fun."
"It wasn't." I looked back to her, trying not to sound pissy, and probably failing just a little. "What're you doing here?"
Reply
Looking for my pimp. What does Sam think I'm doing here? I'm taking a walk in my Princess Leia costume. Suddenly, that pimp thought doesn't seem so unlikely. It's probably makes more sense than my actual reason for being here does.
"I needed to get out of there."
I'm pretending that he didn't snap at me. Yep. Only because it's the first time that it's ever happened, and because he fell off of the jungle gym. I'd be pissy with someone if I took a fall like that. I might hide too. There's something about embarrassment that really scares me. I've had stage fright before, but one on one embarrassment can be worse than that. Not that he's embarrassed, it's just me. God knows I've done dumber, more painful things in front of people.
I danced with that idiot Kyle, didn't I?
Reply
I raised an eyebrow, clearing the rest of the sand off of this stupid costume that I'm never going to go near again, and looked back to her. I shrugged.
"It looked like you were having an alright time to me." I said simply.
I'm not jealous. I'm just pissed. Why wouldn't I be pissed? I have every god damn reason to be pissed, thanks.
... I sound like my sister when she's pissed off. Speaking of which, I haven't seen Arianna in weeks, I should go visit her or something. If my Dad's not there.
So why am I not moving?
Because it's Carly, that's why.
"I'm sorry I left," But I couldn't stand to see you going near that moron. "I just got bored with the whole dance thing."
Reply
Sam's a little dense. I thought I made it pretty clear that he's the someone else, and he's expecting me to namedrop some other guy. In a weird way, I find that endearing.
If he's not dense, he's insecure, and that's kinda cute too. We'll have to work on that if one of us gets up the nerve to do anything about this. If I like him, and he likes me, we could spend time around each other, and then he might be less insecure somehow? I don't know. My mother claims that I can forcibly remove anyone from their shell.
I need to help Sam figure out who I'm interested in, since it's him and all. I think he'd like to know that.
"It is. He's a good guy, even if he gets a little jealous sometimes." And just to make sure that he stopped drawing a blank, I crossed the distance between us and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
I could have kissed him on the lips, but after everything that went down tonight, that would have made me feel like a slut.
Reply
Who was she talking abou--
And then she kissed me on the cheek. Oh... so the guy's me? The other guy who isn't Kyle Freakin' Randall? She's interested in me?
... That's kinda awesome.
And me doing something would kind of ruin the moment here, even though I really want to. But she likes me, so it's okay. This is definitely awesome. Interesting feeling comes with it too.
Sorta like walking on air, or something equally cliche and goofy. I'm a goofy guy, I completely accept that.
"Oh..." I blinked, totally at a loss again. "... Thanks." I grinned a little, sheepish, and tried not to do anything too dorky to ruin this.
Still, Carly likes me. This is awesome.
"Look, I have to go see someone..." I looked back at her, trying to keep cool, and realized how what I just said could be misinterpreted. "... My sister. I haven't seen her in a while. So I'm going to head there... and..."
And... and I have to end that sentence.
"So I'll see you tomorrow?"
Reply
Close, but not quite. Sam's graduated from being dense and now he's silly. There's not a display of affection that would cure that, so I'm going to smile politely and remind him that we don't have school tomorrow.
"How about I'll see you Monday?"
Technically, I could invite him to come over tomorrow, but Dad is off. No poor unsuspecting crush of mine should go near my house when my father is home. I've only had this going long enough to give him a kiss on the cheek, and I'm already trying to make plans. I am easy. Still, I could have done a lot more than I did, but I held back.
Leave em wanting more and all that, right?
"Goodnight Sam."
Reply
What?
Oh... Friday. Right. Today would be Friday, which means no school until Monday. And usually, that'd be great, if circumstances hadn't changed and actually made me want to go to school.
"Right. Monday." I looked down, embarassed.
"Goodnight Sam."
"Yeah." I smiled to her. "Goodnight." Do I do anything? No, should leave it as is... right?
Right.
Just move Howell, seriously.
I nodded to her and started heading for my house, trying to figure out how I was going to get around my parents and see Arianna before I headed back to Madsen's. Well, I guess you'd call it my old house, not like I live there anymore. "See you around."
Reply
Leave a comment