- November 1st, 2010
As I approached he handed her a slip of paper and she polutely shook her head, turning to walk away from him. I held her bag out to her and she quickly slipped it over her shoulder and walked away without once looking directly at me. I felt the desire to walk after her and throw myself at her feet. No sooner had that thought arrived then I was accosted by my new friend who was reaching an arm around my shoulders in what I assumed to be a friendly, if somewhat menacing, gesture.
"You should go treat yourself to a smoke, kid. You look like you've been through hell."
I told him I would, but the smoking areas on campus notoriously disturbing places that I didn't want to be hanging around.
"Nah, just smoke in the car. I'll sit up front and watch. Trust me, it's liberating."
As is started up the engine, he lit the cigarette for me and passed it over.
"So where's this party at? Am I going to have time to get changed or anything?" I had worn fairly nice clothes, but I was very curious about what kind of timeline I was heading along.
"Yeah there's plenty of time. Party's not 'til tomorrow."
I stopped dead.
"You're fucking kidding me, right?"
"Nope. Going to be a good party, you'll see."
"So what the fuck are we going to do until then."
"Chill out. You know, we'll stay low and get ready. I think that girl I was talking to wants me."
"No she fucking doesn't. Have you seen yourself?"
"All my life. You saw her with me. We were working."
"What did you give her?" I was so outraged I forgot entirely about where I was driving. The cigarette fell from my hand and out the window, untasted.
"Be careful, kid. Those aren't cheap. And I gave her my number so we could hook up. If you've got a crush on her just say so and I'll blow her off. I'll find more at the party."
I drove in sullen silence.