SPITFIRE
Why did I tell them all that? Now they're gonna act weird around Jack. And me, too. But, what's done is done. Yeesh. We finished our food, and then piled into my van. I dropped everyone off, getting lost twice trying to find Dave's house. Finally, it was just Blink and I left in the car. "Hey 3rd Eye Blind", I teased. Wanna go get some ice cream?" "Sure. Mmmm, your car smells good. Like Dave's cologne." We laughed, and then I started singing Usher's "U Got It Bad". He leaned over and punched me. "Shut it! I can't help it that he's a Greek god!" "How come you never told me you were gay, Blink?" I asked, on a more serious note. He shrugged. "I didn't think it mattered. I also thought it was rather obvious. You know, how I could tell what perfume you're wearing 8 times out of 10?" Oh yeah. I thought about it for a minute. When we were freshmen, some guys had come out of the locker room yelling, "You're a queer, Parker! You're a sick freak!" That had stung, because Blink was my best friend, and I thought the accusation was unfounded. When I asked him about it, he said that those guys would say anything for attention. They were jocks, it was true. So I wrote it off as a random incident. But now…"Yeah, Fireball, it's true. I'm gay", he said, resignedly. There was a glint in his eyes, as though daring me to challenge him. Instead, I reached over and gave him a hug. "No more secrets, Blinky-boi, savvy?" (He he, POTC) "OK. I felt kinda weird not telling you, but I was scared, ya know?" "'S OK. Just promise me one thing." "What?" "Live by this motto: Veritas et veritas." "Huh?!" "It's Latin. It means truth for truth. You tell me the truth, and I'll do the same. We've been friends since 3rd grade. We're juniors now. No more secrets, savvy?" (He, he, more POTC) "Yeah, OK. Except, like, my sex life. I can keep that private, right?" "¡Claro que si!" "Huh?! You know Spanish ain't my thing!" "It means 'Of course'. Comprende?" He glared at me. "Oops. I mean, 'Got it?' " Yeppers." We reached Baskin Robbins, got out, and walked inside. I ordered a caramel praline crunch cone, and he got fudge ripple. That's ALL he's gotten since 6th grade. We walked out, then crossed the street to the small park on the other side. "So…what happened that day in the locker room?" "For real?" "For real." He sighed in resignation. "It was right after P.E., right? And we had to go back into the locker rooms to shower and change. These jocks were talking about the girls they fucked over the weekend, and, naturally(for them, maybe), this led to a comparison of their various lengths.(A/N: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm a perv. But I'm a funny perv.) So then, they asked me, how come I never show mine off. I shrugged and said, 'I've never really been into exhibitionism'. But there was this big guy creeping up behind me, he whipped off my towel, and, a split second later, I'd whipped around, grabbed his dick, and twisted as hard as I could. And you know the rest", he finished, rather lamely. I reached over and gave him a hug. "It's not your fault, Blink", I said, my heart going out to him. "Those guys are jerks. I hope you twisted his dick into oblivion!" "I sure as hell tried, Fireball. He was limping out of there, it was great!" And we collapsed into fits of laughter. "But now, I've been branded the queer, the fag, the homo, and the pretty much let insults-and physical harm-fire at will." I'd covered my ears after the f-word. He didn't deserve to be treated this way. NO ONE could treat my best friend like he wasn't human.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fearsI held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me.
Evanescence "My Immortal"
BLINK
Actually telling someone, especially my best friend, lifted a weight off of my chest. But now, I just wanted to be alone. So I asked Spitfire to please take me home. We finished our cones, then got back into her car, which, interestingly, she calls "The Screaming Metal Beat Box Trap of Death". But I love it anyway. "Call me with the Spanish homework, OK, Blinky-boi? I forgot what it was!" She laughed. "OK." She gave me a hug, and before getting into her car, turned, and asked me, "Do you think you could love him Blink?" I nodded immediately. "OK, then. We'll start Operation: Get Blink A Date tomorrow then, shall we?" We did this weird handshake thing we made up in 5th grade, and she drove off. I watched her go, then turned and walked into my house. I live with my mom, and she works two or three jobs at a time, so she's not home much. I could have a kegger, a dance contest, and even an(dare I say it?) orgy! Ha ha ha. Like that'd ever happen. And she wouldn't notice 'cause she gets home at 5 A.M. More to the point, she pretty much lets me do whatever I want, 'cause she trusts me. There was a note on the fridge door. "Trey. I'm at work. Dinner's in the freezer. Do your homework. I'll be home in the morning. Love, Mom." Yesterday the note was minus "Love". She must've had 30 more seconds today than yesterday. I found my dinner(It turned out to be Hungryman. Chicken strips and cheese fries. Oh, joy. Oh, rapture.), heated it up. Then sat in front of the T.V. watching "The Last Samurai" on DVD.(A/N: "Tell me how he died." "I will tell you how he lived." Sorry. Random quote moment. It's right at the end of Last Samurai, and…OK, I'll shut up now.) I like that movie. Not to mention Tom Cruise is HOTT! Oh my God. I sounded SO gay just then, didn't I? Yeah, I did/ I finished my dinner, threw the box away, then remembered I had to call Spitfire with the Spanish homework. I decided to IM her instead. She's almost ALWAYS online, even at 1 in the morning. So I logged on, and sent her an IM.
Thirdeyeblind: I got the homework
Colorguard4life: Oh, good! I'm so scatterbrained this week! What is it?
Thirdeyeblind: p. 126, #'s 1-5, all the little sub-problems under the big numbers
Colorguard4life: grumbles Some days I really HATE Spanish
Thirdeyeblind: me too. Do you know if Dave has an AIM name?
Colorguard4life: "L" is for the way you look at me
Thirdeyeblind: shut up!
Colorguard4life: "O" is for the only one I see
Colorguard4life: "V" is very, very, extraordinary
Colorguard4life: "E" is even more than anyone that you adore can love…
Colorguard4life: Ok, I'm done now. Now, I don't know. But I DO have his phone # LOL
Thirdeyeblind: Well? Give it to me, dammit!
Colorguard4life: OK,OK! It's 555-1988. you gonna call him?
Thirdeyeblind: I dunno. I'll put it in my cell, at any rate.
Colorguard4life: you and your cell phone! Remember, it only holds 99 numbers, LOL!
Thirdeyeblind: My cellie is my lifeline!
Colorguard4life: Did you just say 'cellie'?
Thirdeyeblind: yeah, why?
Colorguard4life: 'Cause you have blond hair and green eyes and you're talking like a black guy
Thirdeyeblind: so what, baby girl? I'm a balla from WAY back
Colorguard4life:groans tell me you didn't just call me 'baby girl'. Oh, god. You are SO gay. And I mean that in the best possible way.
Thirdeyeblind: no offense taken
Colorguard4life: and none was meant. So it's all good.
Colorguard4life: when's your birthday again?
Thirdeyeblind: October 14th. Why?
Colorguard4life: I KNEW it was in October! I just didn't know what day.
Colorguard4life: I'm writing down everyone's birthday. I couldn't remember when yours was. I'm sorry!
Thirdeyeblind: It's OK. When's yours? I kinda forgot too, so we're even.
Colorguard4life: September 8th. It's in a couple of weeks, actually. WOO-HOO! I'm gonna be 17, doo dah, doo dah! I'm gonna be 17, all the doo dah day! HEY!
Thirdeyeblind: Liz, you sing too much
Colorguard4life: Even in cyberspace?
Thirdeyeblind: ESPECIALLY in cyberspace
Colorguard4life: ;-p
Colorguard4life: g2g, get started on my freakin' MOUNTAIN of homework! TTYL
Thirdeyeblind: see ya
SHOUTOUTS:
Saturday: My true and faithful reviewer to the end. You are definitely going in, so is everybody else! Dave is gonna end up being in love with…not telling! Must read and find out!
Wisecracker88: Thanx for that Spanish lesson. I constantly correct mistakes too, especially in pronunciation, so it's all good. You sound like me, make fun of my heritage, and you're goin' DOWN!
Coin: Blink has a lot of unique talents, this is just one of many. That's actually the cologne my band teacher wears, my friend told me that, she happens to think he's gorgeous. I really don't see it.
Va-finest-harley: Minx will be goin' in, can you email me the info, I might've already sent you an e-mail, I dunno. Check, 'k?
Matchin' Laces: How exactly did you get the nickname 'Alaska'? Just curious. Thanx for the review, I really appreciate that. Tell your friends!
Erin Go Braugh: I am a band nerd, all my friends are band nerds, the band room is our meeting place, but I don't think any of us have ever had a band yard sale. Interesting concept. Must try it sometime. I'm gonna make you one of the tough ones in drama club, I guess. I dunno. There's a place for EVERYONE in my story!