"Look Seth, I'm just bored with it all, aren't you?" he said when Seth complained about him being grouchy and chasing all of the girls away.
"What? No way man, what the hell are you on? Did all of that Irish air short-circuit your brain this summer?"
"You don't ever get tired of the girls being around constantly, always talking but never having anything to say?"
"They're hot. Who cares what they have to say?"
"Do you realize how shallow you sound?"
"Dude, I'm seventeen not thirty seven. Get the stick out of your ass and enjoy the moment."
"What's there to enjoy?" Seth looked at him like he was stupid, and he just rolled his eyes. It wasn't unusual for he and Seth to have different opinions. He and Seth often saw things differently, but somehow they'd become best friends anyway. They'd met shortly after he'd moved to America at the beginning of high school. Seth was loud and obnoxious, and he had a huge ego, but for some reason he'd instantly bonded with him. They were complete opposites but surprisingly alike in many ways. They both loved wrestling, good coffee, and crossfit, and for all of his faults Seth was actually very intelligent and a good guy when he wasn't playing up to his reputation.
He'd been happy to have the more extroverted, loud-mouthed Seth by his side as he'd navigated the horrors of American high school, especially once school started and the guy who'd been a geeky, introverted gym rat that never talked to girls suddenly turned into the guy every girl seemed to want to talk to. He supposed it had a little to do with Seth, and a little to do with the fact that American girls seemed think there was something special about his accent. He'd once had a very blunt girl tell him that he was "fuck hot." He honestly hadn't known how to respond, but she'd been happy to show him just what she'd meant, and like any straight male he'd lapped it up.
He hadn't quite understood why the same things about him that were ignored back home had made the girls chase after him here, but for a while he'd simply enjoyed it. Who wouldn't? But the novelty had worn off after a while. Sex was great yeah, but he'd had enough of it now to know that a total lack of substance behind it wasn't very satisfying. Once he'd realized that his tolerance for the multitude of fake, shallow girls that often hung onto him and Seth evaporated. He couldn't 'enjoy' it anymore, not when it was at the expense of any more of his brain cells dying from vapid conversation that made him want to gouge his own eyes out.
The only good thing that had really come of his relationships with girls over the last two years was his friend Sasha. He'd been set up on a date with her, and had been pretty excited that he actually liked her and liked hanging out with her, but it turned out that they had zero chemistry. Kissing her had been awkward and weird, and thankfully she'd felt the same way. Instead she'd become his first real female friend. Somehow after their awkward non-date she'd slotted right into his and Seth's lives like she'd always been there. Seth had been annoyed at first, but eventually even he had given in. They got used to having a girl around, one who wasn't there solely for one purpose, and it was nice. Seth would never admit it out loud, he still liked to pretend that he didn't actually like Sasha, but Finn could tell he enjoyed it too. Even better she helped keep the herd from bothering them so much, and he could relax a little more.
He hadn't seen Sasha since he got back from Ireland. He'd spent the whole summer back home visiting family, only getting back a few days before, and this was the first time he'd gotten a chance to hang out with Seth and they'd been swarmed by girls. They'd gone to the park to ride theirs bikes and take advantage of the weather, but had never made it past the area right outside of the parking lot. When he'd finally had enough he'd had to bluntly tell them to leave him and Seth alone so they could actually do what they'd come here for. Seth had been amused at his irritation.
For a while they didn't talk. They just rode the trails, egging each other on to see how fast they could go without wiping out, but eventually they stopped to rest.
"So what's Sasha been up to?"
"I don't know, man. I've hardly seen her."
"You seriously didn't hang out with her all summer?"
"I did too, just not all of the time. She scares the girls away. Hell she scares me sometimes, besides she made some new friend working at the coffee shop, new girl named Bayley, and they've been stuck together like glue all summer."
"You don't like the new girl?"
"No, I do. She's cool as hell, you gotta meet her, but if just having Sasha around scared the girls off, adding another one made it impossible for me to get a date. I let them do their girl thing, whatever that is, and I enjoyed a summer being single." Finn laughed wryly, like Seth was ever not single, he liked playing the playboy role.
"So what's the new girl like?" he was trying to picture having a second Sasha around, but it wasn't quite clicking in his head. It was surprising anyway that Sasha had made friends with a girl. She tended to butt heads with most girls, and had few female friendships.
"Like I said cool as hell. Not nearly as scary Sasha, but just as chill. She's got great taste in music and video games, and dude..." Seth paused dramatically and he knew something very 'Seth-like' was coming, "she has got one of the sweetest asses I've ever seen."
Honestly it could have been a lot worse, Seth had actually had quite a few things to say about her that had nothing to do with how she looked, and he had to admit he was more than a little intrigued to meet this new friend of his friends. If Sasha liked her enough to hang out with her that much then he had a feeling she would probably be around a lot too. Hopefully he would like her as much as Seth and Sasha seemed to.