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About A Girl
Chase
After throwing together a bag, I take off I need the familiarity of my house I need the scent of Mo in front ofmachine, like white noise while I sleep And I need the queen-sized, overly soft reith
I just need to be ho a broken heart and it’s such bullshit because A, I have never had my heart broken--everybody loves me B, this is Annie--she’s a pain inspanked, but I can’t knock what I’ve never tried
Anyway…
C, there was nothing ever there so there’s nothing to be heartbroken over
I’ and I can’t have it I’ve always been this way When I decided I wanted to play the bass, the first ti et bored with in a month I earned the icallyain until I could copy it I refused to give up and prove ht tooverachiever, running my own business by now or some shit
Thanks dad
I flip on the radio because for once, I don’t feel like listening to my iPod I want somedoith sonore the little voice in ly siinary fucking mouth Even inho--I make the hour and a half trip home in one I try to be quiet so I don’t freak Mom out That’s all I need now is for her to lar and call the cops The da for a horror movie and I hold my breath The only sound is the whirl and hiss of Dad’s breathing ood to be ho, put on a pair of sweats, and helped Mo’s finished, I have no sense of accomplish It’s Thanksgiving and I feel like shit, so the third helping of cornbread stuffing see of ain line, in the cold, waiting for black Friday sales to begin
How the hell I got roped into this shit is beyond me All I know is I feel like I’m about to puke, there are at least forty people ahead of me in line, and there’s only five TVs available like Dad wants for Christmas I hope these people aren’t all here for that TV I also hope I don’t puke on the sounds, loud enough to catch the attention of the ed women in front of me They smile politely as if they didn’t hear the rumbly in my tumbly, but carefully put a safe distance in between us
I want ether and breathe into the They’re numb with cold and it just lance overthe large, dark eyes set in the pale face of a girl to be peering at me She pulls the hood closer to her head with one hand as she holds the other out to loves and chuckle They’re purple with neon green sers inside, stretching the tiny things completely out of shape They don’t offerI hold rin "What do ya think? Are they ht fro my attention to it for the first time "They suit you," she proclaiain She has one of those laughs--the kind that cause you to smile back, and so I do "I’m Heaven" She shakes her head "And you can save all the cheesy lines--I can promise you I’ve heard them all"
"Chase," I say "And don’t be so sure I’rins as her brows lift in challenge "Give ht now are really dirty ones And since you were nice enough to offer loves, and the fact that we’re stuck in line with each other for the next several hours, I’d rather not piss you off--or wind up burning in Hell Let me think about it for a little bit"
"Damn, the dirty ones are my favorite"
Oh, hell yes "You just answered all rin widely and notice I’ve taken a step or two in her direction, gravitating toward her naturally "That wasn’t a line Just the God’s honest truth"
She rolls her eyes "Your unoriginality is showing"
Daood "Sorry, I’el before"
She presses her full lips together, her eyes crinkling with huether or I’ll never get into Heaven"
"Raaaa," Heaven hu a buzzer sound "Terrible"
"Okay, okay" I straighten up and tug on the ends of my coat sleeves "God sent you to ers "I think we should explore this ift of wariveof your name, I can call you"
Her lips pucker as she looks up atoff her dark hair "Okay," she says with a tilt of her head
"Okay?" I confirm
"You had s, a s her cell phone out of her pocket and then I follow her lead
"I can’t wait to tell people I got Heaven’s nu for her retort
A laugh bursts froet too cocky--I could be giving you a fake number so we can part ithout your e ain "I’m not easily es in her hand and I smirk "I knew it Heaven can’t denybetter and better," she deadpans
"It’s not just my pick-up lines, either I’ed women have a penchant for you?"