Last night was definitely a night to remember. Now I understand everything. The monotony, the boredom, everything. It was as if my life hit a fucking wall when driving. Driving; Dani not talking to me in forever, Danny too busy with working out, Crystal too busy with God knows what, Melanie too busy with her work friends, Sam too busy with Patrick, Ashley too busy with Thadias. And me? I was alone. And bam! It was like a boulder falling out of the sky and shattering to a million small pieces. A bunch of amazing, small diamond-like pieces.
It started off with a normal day of shopping. I enjoy shopping, as I’m quite into fashion. We start off at Target, as lame as that sounds, and I found an adorable high waisted floral skirt. It’s amazingly cute. Then we went off to the mall. We started off at Subway because none of us had eaten anything before then. I get what I normally get and have a seat. As we’re finishing, a girl from school, Maggie, comes over by and talks to me. I was thinking, “Holy shit…she’s actually talking to me.” Most people just wave when they see me. Wave and smile, don’t bother for a conversation. I enjoyed it, as quick as it was. Then I went into JCPenny and found a few adorable things. Not much, but they were cute. Then we proceeded to other stores and I found absolutely nothing. And then magic happens. A lame day of shopping turns into something really fucking amazing. I walk into Deliah’s and we got greeted - nothing unusual - I start looking around and I find this really cute dress. An employee started showing me these amazing ways to wear it and I tried it all on. Picture this: plaid dress, brown cardigan (unbuttoned), white belt (worn at the waistline, not hips), brown t-shirt (under the plaid dress). This sounds completely weird, but put together, it’s adorable. The manager, who I didn’t know was the manager at the time, was swooning over the way it looked on me. We got into conversation and I asked her if they were hiring. She told me that they were and she shaked my hand with a firm grip and said, “I’m actually the manager here. What’s your name?” I replied with my name and told her it’s great that they’re hiring. I also asked her for an application. “I’ll be glad to get you an application. I’ll also put my name and (whateverhernamewas)’s name as an employee reference for you,” she winked at me, “You should wear that outfit for the interview next week. You totally look like a Deliah’s girl.” At this point, I was completely giddy. An interview next week? Possibly for sure? Amazing. I’ve been searching for a job for the past two months and have yet to have any interviews. I purchase my stuff, fill out an application really quickly, and we leave the mall. I had spent over a hundred bucks in that store. I told my dad about what she had said and he told me this, “An employee in there, the one that looked kind of like you, told me they’re looking for someone for 5am to 10pm. Isn’t that what you put on your application?” It is what I put on my application. Amazing. Happily, I proceeded onto going to Sam’s house.
When I arrived at Sam’s house, Derek was already there.
Derek is this guy that is well…unique. Piercings everywhere, almost all of them stretched. He has a buzzcut with three chunks of longer hair. Two in the front to look like devil horns. One in the back, a rat tail. Sam is almost like him. Asymmetrical hair. Piercings everywhere. Stretched ears. Hot-Topic-esque style. I’m blatantly the opposite.
At first was nothing special. We just sat around and talked for a little while. Then Sam brought up that her photography project was due next week, this, of course, sparked the idea of having a photoshoot. I use this opportunity to wear my new outfit and maybe even wear some make up. When we get out there, we took pictures for hours. Then Derek’s friends arrive and I was confused as to what was going to happen. I enjoy spontaneous moments. Derek pulls his piercing kit out of my purse and we go behind the building. The group was quite attractive. All pierced. All great style (indie, hipsters, etc). All tan. All smoked cigarettes. I suppose you could call them the typical cool kids. Derek pulls his septum clamps out and the poor boy is freaking out. I had to give him reassurance. But we were outside. Where it was dirty, and gross, with polluted air. I suppose it was worth the risk. We pierce him quickly and leave before anyone notices. Then Derek’s boyfriend, Eryk, comes over. He is…holy shit, Polish. When I say Polish I mean…accent, obvious physical Polish features, Polish personality. Just completely Polish. His distorted English was adorable. We drive out to La Grange and pick up Eryk’s friend, Jordan. Jordan was a beast. Probably the most attractive human being I have ever laid my eyes on. Blonde hair, blue eyes, wonderful style…older than me. We have no idea what to do next, this was quite the impulsive trip, so we head over to Wal-Mart to loiter. Nothing special, just conversation, riding around in carts, trying on ridiculous clothes. Then we go to the hookah bar. Everyone was 18 or older besides Sam and I, so they didn’t really give a shit. I smoked some. Everyone smoked some. I didn’t mind, though I quit all that stuff a long time ago, it was nice. It was also my first time going. Then we went to Cafe Salsa and got nachos. Jordan had rice. Nothing but conversation. And Sam and Eryk jokingly hitting on each other. Jordan’s knee was against mine. For some strange reason, that was all I could think about. “His knee is against mine. He’s not pulling away. He’s coming closer. When will he pull away?” Then we went to Jordan’s house. I suppose you could say this is where the real fun began. We all go into his room and sit on his possibly king sized bed. He comes back with a baggy full of the goods and a bowl. Eryk didn’t smoke it. He knew he’d be driving us around everywhere. I didn’t smoke it. I was afraid of having to supply a company with a urine sample soon. Hardcore detoxing isn’t fun from what I’ve heard. Everyone else did, however. It was fun. We just talked and laughed. Talked some more. I had a beer and half of Sam’s. Eryk was also too afraid to drink due to driving. I suppose I could say he’s a good guy. Eryk didn’t need anything to act like a spaz anyways. That came along with his personality. After staying at his house for a while we all head back to Sam’s house to do…whatever. On the way ther we get a Crave Case from White Castle. White Castle never looked so good before. And I just ate nachos. What the fuck? We get into Sam’s room and start watching Donnie Darko. That movie is fucked up, but I probably understood it more than everyone else due to their condition. Jordan though. So comfortable. I haven’t cuddled in so long. It was amazing. I didn’t look too into it though. I knew this was just a one night only thing. That I’d never talk to him again. But it’s okay. I was living in the moment. After devouring the Crave Case and watching Donnie Darko, we all were just about…pooped, I guess. Everyone was laying on the bed just…laying and thinking. Derek and Eryk were making out by then. It was quite awkward to just sit there and basically watch them, but I was falling asleep anyways. Then Jordan did the most impulsive thing. He kissed my cheek. That wasn’t real. It couldn’t have been. I suppose that’s how things get when we’re “living in the moment”…but living in the moment didn’t last long. Eryk, his obnoxious self yelled out, “DEREK I CAN’T TURN AROUND.” Of course that catches our attention. Looks like things got a little bit too intense for them. They calmed down eventually. Awkward. But we were all cracking up about it.
After they took their leave and it was just Sam, Derek, and I left, we got ready for bed. I slept against the wall, Derek in the middle, and Sam on the edge of the bed. I passed out automatically, even though I heard Derek and Sam talking some more. I blocked out the voices and dreamt of nothing.
I always dream of nothing.
