Who the Hell Are You and Where the Hell am I?
I woke up with a start the next morning. I was confused. Where
the hell was I? Then I remembered. I didn't know where I was. I
figured it was time to go find out.
I jumped into the shower and quickly got dressed. I put on some Chap Stick I found in my bag, along with some lip-gloss. I grabbed an apple from the basket of fruit on the counter, grabbed the key, put it in my pocket, found my cigarettes and lighter, and went to find out what friggin movie I was in.
I lit a cigarette as soon as I got outside and started walking aimlessly down the road. I had no idea where I was going, or what I was gonna find. I was hoping to see some one I recognized from a movie. With my luck I'd probably end up in The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
I got tired of walking on this road that seemed to go on forever, so I took another drag of my cigarette, put it out, and walked into the field on the side of the road. I figured this may not be the smartest thing to do, but I didn't feel like walking on the road anymore. I walked through the field not passing anything, except a house here and there. I kept walking, until I saw a tree house. It looked vaguely familiar. Where had I seen it before? Damn me and my horrible memory. I knew if I could just figure out where I'd seen that tree house, I could find out what movie I was in.
I knew it was useless to keep thinking about it, it would just come to me when I least expected it, so I lit another cigarette and kept walking.
I actually thought I heard voices, but maybe it was just the heat getting to me. I listened more closely. No I definitely heard people. Hopefully I would recognize them.
I walked towards the voices. The sound was getting closer and closer, until finally I saw a junkyard. And not just any junkyard. Nope. This junkyard was filled with boys. And good looking boys, from what I could tell. I almost started running towards them, because I really wanted to find out what God forsaken movie I was in. But I didn't. Instead I slowly walked closer to the junkyard until I was about 20 feet away from them. They hadn't noticed me yet, and I still couldn't tell who they were.
I wasn't exactly sure what I should do. I couldn't just walk up to them and be all hey, who the fuck are you? Nope. That definitely would not work. I decided the best thing to do, would just to casually walk by, and hope I recognized one of them, or they said something to me. I took a deep breath, lit my third cigarette in 45 minutes, and started to walk.
I got closer and closer, until I could clearly see one of the guys. It finally hit me. I knew what movie I was in. "Stand by me," I said. A little too loud though, and it got all the guy's attention.
They just stared at me. We just looked at each other until one of them, that didn't have a speaking part in the movie said, "Who the hell are you?"
I laughed. I couldn't help it. It was just so weird. The tree house belonged to Gordie and those other guys. DUH!
"Sorry," I said, still giggling. "I'm Gloria." "Who are you," I asked even though I already knew who a few of them were. Now let me see I thought to myself. Ace was the one with blond hair, and he was the leader. Eyeball was Chris's brother. Billy was related to Vern.
"I'm Ace," said the leader. "This is Eyeball, Vince, Fuzzy, Charlie, and Billy. Now what is a pretty girl like you doing out here all by yourself," Ace asked?
I laughed again. "Umm. To make a long story short, I got a little lost," I answered. A little lost. That was the understatement of the year. I wasn't even in the right year. I was in what 1950 something. I hadn't seen the movie for at least two years, but I could remember that much.
"Well do you want to hang out here for a little while, and then we can give you a ride back to town later," Eyeball asked?
"Sure," I answered. I didn't feel like walking all the way back to the house in this heat anyway.
"Here sit down," Ace said, moving over so I could sit on the hood of what I think was his car, in between him Eyeball. Or did he have a white car? I didn't remember.
"So are you new here," asked Eyeball? "I don't remember seeing you around."
"Umm yeah. I'm definitely new here," I answered, laughing. I couldn't help it. It was just so funny. They had no idea how new I was.
"So where you from," one of them asked?
"Uhh. Jersey," I said.
We sat there for about an hour, smoking cigarettes and talking. Well mostly they asked questions and I answered them. Every few minutes I would glance at Eyeball. He was kind of cute. In his own way. And once or twice I caught him staring at me.
"Alright guys," Ace finally said. "Let's get outta here."
We all piled into two cars. I was sitting in the front, in between Ace and Eyeball. Ace was driving so I assumed it was his car.
"So where do you live," asked Ace?
"Umm." I trailed off. What was I supposed to say? I had no idea where I lived. Just as I was about to say I don't know we passed the house. "Right there. You just passed it."
Ace turned the car around and pulled in front of the house.
"That's weird," Eyeball said. "I never noticed that house before."
"Me either," said Vince.
"Yeah well.uhh thanks for the ride," I said. I climbed out of the car and just as I was about to go into the house, Ace yelled my name. I turned around and looked at him.
"Got any plans for tonight," he asked?
"Not that I know of. Why," I asked? "Want to hang out with us tonight," Eyeball asked? I figured why not? What else was I going to do? "Sure. That'd be great."
"Cool. So we'll pick you up around 7," he asked?
"Yeah. 7 is fine," I answered.
"Alright. See ya then," he said, smiling. I gave him a smile and waved as he drove away.
I walked into the house and collapsed onto the couch. I was exhausted and it was only 2:30. I laid down on the couch and before I knew it I was sleeping.
I jumped into the shower and quickly got dressed. I put on some Chap Stick I found in my bag, along with some lip-gloss. I grabbed an apple from the basket of fruit on the counter, grabbed the key, put it in my pocket, found my cigarettes and lighter, and went to find out what friggin movie I was in.
I lit a cigarette as soon as I got outside and started walking aimlessly down the road. I had no idea where I was going, or what I was gonna find. I was hoping to see some one I recognized from a movie. With my luck I'd probably end up in The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
I got tired of walking on this road that seemed to go on forever, so I took another drag of my cigarette, put it out, and walked into the field on the side of the road. I figured this may not be the smartest thing to do, but I didn't feel like walking on the road anymore. I walked through the field not passing anything, except a house here and there. I kept walking, until I saw a tree house. It looked vaguely familiar. Where had I seen it before? Damn me and my horrible memory. I knew if I could just figure out where I'd seen that tree house, I could find out what movie I was in.
I knew it was useless to keep thinking about it, it would just come to me when I least expected it, so I lit another cigarette and kept walking.
I actually thought I heard voices, but maybe it was just the heat getting to me. I listened more closely. No I definitely heard people. Hopefully I would recognize them.
I walked towards the voices. The sound was getting closer and closer, until finally I saw a junkyard. And not just any junkyard. Nope. This junkyard was filled with boys. And good looking boys, from what I could tell. I almost started running towards them, because I really wanted to find out what God forsaken movie I was in. But I didn't. Instead I slowly walked closer to the junkyard until I was about 20 feet away from them. They hadn't noticed me yet, and I still couldn't tell who they were.
I wasn't exactly sure what I should do. I couldn't just walk up to them and be all hey, who the fuck are you? Nope. That definitely would not work. I decided the best thing to do, would just to casually walk by, and hope I recognized one of them, or they said something to me. I took a deep breath, lit my third cigarette in 45 minutes, and started to walk.
I got closer and closer, until I could clearly see one of the guys. It finally hit me. I knew what movie I was in. "Stand by me," I said. A little too loud though, and it got all the guy's attention.
They just stared at me. We just looked at each other until one of them, that didn't have a speaking part in the movie said, "Who the hell are you?"
I laughed. I couldn't help it. It was just so weird. The tree house belonged to Gordie and those other guys. DUH!
"Sorry," I said, still giggling. "I'm Gloria." "Who are you," I asked even though I already knew who a few of them were. Now let me see I thought to myself. Ace was the one with blond hair, and he was the leader. Eyeball was Chris's brother. Billy was related to Vern.
"I'm Ace," said the leader. "This is Eyeball, Vince, Fuzzy, Charlie, and Billy. Now what is a pretty girl like you doing out here all by yourself," Ace asked?
I laughed again. "Umm. To make a long story short, I got a little lost," I answered. A little lost. That was the understatement of the year. I wasn't even in the right year. I was in what 1950 something. I hadn't seen the movie for at least two years, but I could remember that much.
"Well do you want to hang out here for a little while, and then we can give you a ride back to town later," Eyeball asked?
"Sure," I answered. I didn't feel like walking all the way back to the house in this heat anyway.
"Here sit down," Ace said, moving over so I could sit on the hood of what I think was his car, in between him Eyeball. Or did he have a white car? I didn't remember.
"So are you new here," asked Eyeball? "I don't remember seeing you around."
"Umm yeah. I'm definitely new here," I answered, laughing. I couldn't help it. It was just so funny. They had no idea how new I was.
"So where you from," one of them asked?
"Uhh. Jersey," I said.
We sat there for about an hour, smoking cigarettes and talking. Well mostly they asked questions and I answered them. Every few minutes I would glance at Eyeball. He was kind of cute. In his own way. And once or twice I caught him staring at me.
"Alright guys," Ace finally said. "Let's get outta here."
We all piled into two cars. I was sitting in the front, in between Ace and Eyeball. Ace was driving so I assumed it was his car.
"So where do you live," asked Ace?
"Umm." I trailed off. What was I supposed to say? I had no idea where I lived. Just as I was about to say I don't know we passed the house. "Right there. You just passed it."
Ace turned the car around and pulled in front of the house.
"That's weird," Eyeball said. "I never noticed that house before."
"Me either," said Vince.
"Yeah well.uhh thanks for the ride," I said. I climbed out of the car and just as I was about to go into the house, Ace yelled my name. I turned around and looked at him.
"Got any plans for tonight," he asked?
"Not that I know of. Why," I asked? "Want to hang out with us tonight," Eyeball asked? I figured why not? What else was I going to do? "Sure. That'd be great."
"Cool. So we'll pick you up around 7," he asked?
"Yeah. 7 is fine," I answered.
"Alright. See ya then," he said, smiling. I gave him a smile and waved as he drove away.
I walked into the house and collapsed onto the couch. I was exhausted and it was only 2:30. I laid down on the couch and before I knew it I was sleeping.