Yeah, yeah I know it's been a while, well I have had minor setbacks.... Saving the world, changing my shower curtains, farming lemons, simple stuff. So...I know this isn't as good as Swiss Cheese, in my opinion at least. I'd like, no, I request, no -thinks about another way to say it non-threatening but firm to get my point across- i need REVIEWS!!!!!
Walking around school I see the same faces every day. The same drama. Simple stuff like crushes and cars and whatnot. Nothing of any importance. Some of the faces were at one point attractive or something I might look forward to seeing on occasion but not anymore. People at school are so…simple…no, that's not the word…they're…ordinary. Nothing or no one here has ever or will ever have anything interesting going on in their lives. Living on the reservation makes your life pretty much an open book. Everyone knows me, my father, my life story, and probably what I had for dinner last night.
I don't like it.
"Hey Jake." Trish said to me as I walked aimlessly through the halls. She was one of the girls I used to find somewhat attractive and maybe a little crush. She is pretty nice looking, well, she's pretty hot actually but not my type. Her long black hair framed her face like anyone would have wanted. The slight wave in it was natural but looked straight out of a movie. She had naturally perfect teeth that sparked whenever she decided to open her mouth to gleam at someone.
"Hi." I was to preoccupied by my own thoughts to respond any other way. If she would have even taken the time to speak to me a few months ago I would have giggled like a girl, tried to act cool, and end up stumbling like the idiot I was.
"So…" Trish urged me on to something I didn't know. Seeing as she never took the time to talk to me what would she want now?
Silence.
"I was wondering….thinking…"She giggled that laugh I would have choked out if she said anything to me when I liked her. Did she…? Wait--no, not Trish. "What's up." She tried to play it cool once again and attempted to lean against a nearby locker not noticing a trashcan was in the way.
She rammed into it and lost her balance, ending up against the locker she had wanted to lean on.
"You okay." I flatly replied to her fall.
Trish blushed beyond anything I had ever seen out of anyone before. She was popular so she obviously wasn't used to making a fool out of herself, much less prepared for the coming insults from the passers-by who saw it. Well, I would laugh, it was hilarious. I tried to keep my cool and shove it off like nothing.
"Yeah, thanks." She whispered.
I started to walk away again. Trish followed behind. My legs being so much longer than hers she had to take three steps for my one. I tried to speed up so she may have to be in a flat out run so she could catch me because I knew what may come.
She caught up to my pace, out of breath. "Wow, you're fast. I like that."
Crap. Why? Why me? Why now? I could insult her sarcastically and say "I'd like it if you could take a subtle hint and shove off. Did you stop for an instant and think that maybe I was taking advantage of my extremely long legs just to get away from this impossible situation?" No, she'd be speechless, who wouldn't, but she'd need another response after that…too hard. "Okay." Okay? Okay? I am flippin' Jacob Black and all I can respond is 'okay?'
"Yep." Trish stopped, expecting me to do so as well. Nope, not going to give her the satisfaction. "So…"
There she goes implying again. "What? Is there something you would like to say besides so with a dot dot dot on the end because I don't exactly have the time to wait around inferring whatever it is you're implying."
Her mouth dropped. "Feisty." She mischievously smiled.
Great. She took my snappy comeback as 'feisty.' Marvelous. "Yeah, so?"
"I like that."
What don't you like? "Okay." Is this thing on? Come on, is the communication from my head to my mouth suffering a short circuit or something?
"I was wondering…." She ended with an implication again! Her foot tapped the floor lightly.
Am I supposed to be the one to read minds here? Sorry if you didn't get the memo but that's not what I can do with every other human walking around. "Yes?" I politely said. What?! This isn't me!
"I was wondering if maybe…" She pulled my shirt closer to her and she looked up at me flirtatiously.
Oh my goodness if she doesn't stop this crap soon I may combust. I loosened her vice grip on my shirt and pushed her away. "Do you have a problem with finishing sentences or something? Here's a hint, start a thought and finish it. I have never been one to be a prick about English and grammar and stuff but come on, fragments don't make sense! I was wondering if maybe what? Finish something woman!" My hands started to shake.
"Sorry, I thought you could take a hint!"
"A hint? A hint?! There could be a million trillion things that could finish that sentence!" I knew full well what she meant but come on. " I was wondering if maybe you would like to cook dinner at my grandmother's house on Tuesday after bingo? I was wondering if maybe you could fix my ceiling fan-- it clicks and smokes when I turn it on--I think something may be wrong! Anything can me insinuated with a cliffhanger like that. Cliffhangers are only for movies in case you didn't know."
Trish was stunned. She didn't have a reputation for being turned down.
I may get a plaque in my honor. I can see it now. "Jacob Black, the first person to ever humiliate and turn down Trish The Amazing in the same day. He is a faithful individual who you can always rely on whether or not a special someone knows it or not. He'll be remembered." Maybe the second part needs some revision but it'll be remembered. The ground I stood on will be considered a national landmark after this or something.
Trish The Amazing--I crack myself up--straightened her shoulders and bounded down the hall towards the girls' restroom, probably to gossip to all of her friends and come up with some crackpot story of how she had to turn me down subtly. What a load of crap. Whatever, at least she's out of my sight, for now. I'm glad I can go incognito --insert superhero pose here--.
