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The Immortal Virgin

1

"Shit," Josh swore angrily. "Shit, fucking shit."

"Will you stop saying that?!" Brenda said with enormous tears upon her eyes, coming down easily as if nothing was holding them down. There really was, the last emotional barrier that she had set up for herself and her boyfriend had collapsed easily and briefly. She couldn't figure out why this was happening, but what happened in that theater with that man and Maybelle and herself and Josh was just the worst thing she felt had ever happened to her. Even through all those times that her father had screamed at her...

"I am so fucking sorry," Josh replied, seeing these tears and just having that boy-comfort-girl instinct that none of of the male human race can deny. "I didn't mean to yell at that man, I'm sorry we left your sister, I-" He stopped abruptly and then thought for a second that he realized was making it even worst. He had known Brenda's father long enough to know that he would one pissed bull, and Brenda would be the the matadore, Josh the red blanket. Brenda would be the inexperienced bullfighter that dropped the blanket. I'm a stupid blanket, he thought, the stupid red blanket that Brenda sleeps with. He laughed at that statement. Brenda hadn't had sex with him yet, and he wondered how that ol' bastard knew he was a virgin. Here in Virginia, most of the people were either virgins, sluts, or normal people, most of them normal.

"Is that it?" Brenda whispered. "Is that all you have to say to me, boyfriend?" She hoped that she wasn't saying that, hoped that she was only thinking that, but of course she knew that she was saying it aloud and that Josh was daydreaming but had heard. That's the thing about him, she wondered. He's always knowing stuff about I didn't tell him, hears stuff I didn't mean him to hear. I'm so sorry, it was the truth but it was also a lie, and Brenda remembered in a book she had to read in English that lies could be more of a premonition then the truth. That could be true, when she thought about it. Like now, she knew that it was over when Josh said he was sorry.

They both thought about the same thing, what the other was thinking, it was suddenly silent on the movie theater curb. We have to wait, Brenda knew. We have to wait until the Narnia show is over, and that other movie that Mom and Dad are watching. Both of them would be about another hour until they were out, and-

God, I'm hungry, Brenda decided. I'm hungrier than a horse, whatever that means. The last time they had eaten was at the house, Maybelle, Josh, her and Joyce Ann had made some sandwiches together and had eaten them in a hurry. Brenda was starving now, they had made the sandwiches about an hour after breakfast and it was getting dark, although it was only about four o'clock, (no, it's six o'clock she reminded herself. The movie started at five, last time you guys saw a clock was at the house and it was four) and they were hungry. We don't have any money, we don't have any movie tickets, we don't have the keys and we don't have sane lives.

Did I think that? Did I think that? they both thought at the same time. Did I really think that, what kind of statement is that?! She found it pretty crazy, hearing something else, as did Josh think, and he wondered how he had suddenly lost his anger and devastation to a thought and suddenly felt...giddiness. Who the hell felt giddiness at a time like this? What are you thinking? he wondered. What's going on with you, man?

He didn't know what was going on with him, but he totally didn't trust it. The feelings of his mind felt like spinning around until the total "unJoshness" fell out of his consciousness and was lost into the recesses of the minds of others. Possess something else, he felt like saying, but he knew that Brenda would give him some strange gaze that God-I-hate and later say, "God-I-hate-you." God-I-hate-shit, it was some terrible vision.

Some terrible mind. "I have some spare change," he said suddenly, unaware that he was saying it. He noticed a Baskin Robbins across the street, and next to that a candy bar place, and next to that a Starbucks and next to that a Bajio's. Strange, slightly annoying coincidence, all of those were his favorite restaurants and he had twenty dollars in his pockets he realized he hadn't put there when he departed for Brenda's house. "Let's go."

2

"He called you something," Brenda said. "Something about a virgin."

They had ordered a large cappucinno and a quarter pound Hershey's pure milk chocolate candy bar, a caramel chunky monkey and a huge enchilada to share for the three of them to snack on at a Barnes and Noble's snack bar about a fifth from the movie theater. Brenda was feeling slightly tired despite her having more than half of the cappucinno and three fourths of the chocolate and was resting on the table. Josh had purchased the latest Dean Koontz novel and was reading it quietly.

"The Immortal Virgin," Josh had replied. "He called me the Immortal Virgin," that was it, right? Yeah, "yeah, the Immortal Virgin." He took his eyes off the book and looked at Brenda's heavenly brown hair as she spoke. They went upon and down and there was a fluff that could have been a halo, since Brenda had only a month ago gotten highlights.

"Why did he call you that?" Brenda wondered. I understand you're a virgin, but "that's strange, why would he say something like that?" Immortal, what the hell does that mean? That would be the kind of thing that Maybelle or Jess would say right now. Some of that fantasy sci-fi Dungeons and Dragons crap-

"I know why," Josh suddenly said, and he had the distant look in his eyes as if he realized some new life. "He called me an Immortal Virgin, because I am the Immortal Virgin, created by the Creator herself, I'm am the Immortal Virgin of Terabithia."