This Is A Really Great Story, chapter 1
“Everythings gotta have a fuckin reason! A fuckin explanation! It can never be a simple yes or no!� I ran down the steps shouting.
“Don’t use that language! Get back in here!� I heard, which I figured as a reply.
“No! FUCK you! I’m sick of this shit! Over and over again! No more fuckin lectures. I’m outta here.� I slammed the door, ran down the street and hit around the corner. I heard a male voice, my mom’s new lover, say something like, ‘she’ll be back’. Get fucked. I’m never going back.
***
A FEW HOURS LATER
I knock on Jimmy’s door. “Open the fuck up!� I shout. After a few minutes, a dazed, totally tripping Jimmy answers the door. “Hey.� I smile. “I kinda ran away from my house. You mind if I stay here the night?�
“Uh, sure.� Jimmy mutters. I walk inside and close the door.
“Jesus Jimmy! What the fuck have you been smoking?� I look at his face.
“Uh, I’m not sure. I bought some stuff of this guy…�
“You didn’t go to J?�
“Nope.�
“Fuck Jimmy! You got any left?�
“Yeah. On the table.�
I walk over to the table and grab the foil with the dope inside it. “And you don’t think this is laced with coke?! He fuckin wraps it in a foil! Don’t fuckin buy of anyone else but J. Fucks sake…� I flush the stuff down the toilet. “Stay here, alright?� I look at my watch. “I’m just gonna go grab some shit from my mom’s�
***
BACK AT JIMMY’S (after she grabbed her stuff)
“Jimmy! Its me!� I knock on the door. No one answers. “Jesus fuckin Christ on crutches, open the fucking door!� I scream. The door opens. “Fuck. Thanks.� I look up.
“Hey�
“oh…uh…hi� I answer lamely. It wasn’t Jimmy who answered the door. “What’ve you been up to, Mike?� I look at my shoes.
“Not much. Back to school tomorrow, huh?� Mike asks me.
“yeah. You know what form you’re in?�
“Yeah. 11F. You?�
“No shit. Me too. How about Trè?�
“Same.�
“And Billie-Joe?�
“Same.�
“Nice, I guess�
“Yeah.�
“So I’ll see you tomorrow?�
“Yep�
“Bye then� Mike opens the door, again, and leaves. I hear Jimmy laughing in the kitchen. “oh, shut the fuck up you dick! You going to school this year?� I throw my bag in a bedroom.
“Maybe. You want a hit of this?� he holds out a joint. I take it and take a big hit. I blow the smoke in his face.
“Ok, 10:30. If I stay up any later I’ll turn into a pumpkin.� I laugh for no reason, walk to the bedroom and fall into bed
***
I sit in a classroom, a teacher droning on. Something hits me in the back of the head. I turn around. “Who the fuck threw that?!� I shout. No one answers. I look down and see a ball of paper, which I pick up. It reads:
“Nice to see your ok. Heard you had a rough couple of days. T xxx�
How sweet. A nice note from Trè.
Something else hits me in the back of the head. I turn around with my fists clenched and see more paper.
“Coz I heard you got up to stuff with Mike. T xxx�
I get up, throw the paper in the bin and walk out of the classroom. Footsteps behind me.
Billie-Joe, Mike, and Trè.
I turn around so they can’t see my crying.
“Well?� I hear Trè’s voice. “Well?�
“Well what?� I say, and keep walking purposely, no idea where I’m going.
“Fuckin stop for a second, Andrea.�
I turn around. “Why’d you have to say Andrea?� I ask. The 3 boys are lined up, shoulder to shoulder.
“Andy, Ands, Andrea. Same fuckin thing. Tell me what happened.� Asks Trè.
“What happened? Nothing fucking ‘happened’. If you’re asking whether I fucked Mike or not I didn’t. Why do you care what I do anyway?� I wipe my eyes.
“You’re fucking crying. Of course something happened. And no, I’m not talking about the mike thing. I made it up.� He stares at me. “So tell me what happened.�
“I left my mom’s place. I’m staying at Jimmy’s for a while. Big deal.� I sniff and rub my nose.
“That is a big fuckin deal. I heard you got kicked out.� Trè puts his hands in his pockets.
“Left…kicked out. Same shit.� I kick at a trash can.
Billie speaks up. “Nah it’s not. What did ya do?� All three of them grin.
“She found a joint in my pocket and started lecturing me about it. I fuckin lost it at her and she kicked me out. But she had it coming. Stupid whore.� I sniffed again.
“You need a place to stay for a while? Jimmy’ll kick you out soon.� I look at Billie-Joe, confused. Him? Offering ME a place to stay?
“Uh, with you 3 you mean?�
“Yeah. We’ve got some space, don’t we guys?� The all nod. The bell rings.
“Well yeah, uh, sure. Uh…meet you guys at your house after? Say…4?
“Sure. See ya then.�
“Bye.�
“Don’t use that language! Get back in here!� I heard, which I figured as a reply.
“No! FUCK you! I’m sick of this shit! Over and over again! No more fuckin lectures. I’m outta here.� I slammed the door, ran down the street and hit around the corner. I heard a male voice, my mom’s new lover, say something like, ‘she’ll be back’. Get fucked. I’m never going back.
***
A FEW HOURS LATER
I knock on Jimmy’s door. “Open the fuck up!� I shout. After a few minutes, a dazed, totally tripping Jimmy answers the door. “Hey.� I smile. “I kinda ran away from my house. You mind if I stay here the night?�
“Uh, sure.� Jimmy mutters. I walk inside and close the door.
“Jesus Jimmy! What the fuck have you been smoking?� I look at his face.
“Uh, I’m not sure. I bought some stuff of this guy…�
“You didn’t go to J?�
“Nope.�
“Fuck Jimmy! You got any left?�
“Yeah. On the table.�
I walk over to the table and grab the foil with the dope inside it. “And you don’t think this is laced with coke?! He fuckin wraps it in a foil! Don’t fuckin buy of anyone else but J. Fucks sake…� I flush the stuff down the toilet. “Stay here, alright?� I look at my watch. “I’m just gonna go grab some shit from my mom’s�
***
BACK AT JIMMY’S (after she grabbed her stuff)
“Jimmy! Its me!� I knock on the door. No one answers. “Jesus fuckin Christ on crutches, open the fucking door!� I scream. The door opens. “Fuck. Thanks.� I look up.
“Hey�
“oh…uh…hi� I answer lamely. It wasn’t Jimmy who answered the door. “What’ve you been up to, Mike?� I look at my shoes.
“Not much. Back to school tomorrow, huh?� Mike asks me.
“yeah. You know what form you’re in?�
“Yeah. 11F. You?�
“No shit. Me too. How about Trè?�
“Same.�
“And Billie-Joe?�
“Same.�
“Nice, I guess�
“Yeah.�
“So I’ll see you tomorrow?�
“Yep�
“Bye then� Mike opens the door, again, and leaves. I hear Jimmy laughing in the kitchen. “oh, shut the fuck up you dick! You going to school this year?� I throw my bag in a bedroom.
“Maybe. You want a hit of this?� he holds out a joint. I take it and take a big hit. I blow the smoke in his face.
“Ok, 10:30. If I stay up any later I’ll turn into a pumpkin.� I laugh for no reason, walk to the bedroom and fall into bed
***
I sit in a classroom, a teacher droning on. Something hits me in the back of the head. I turn around. “Who the fuck threw that?!� I shout. No one answers. I look down and see a ball of paper, which I pick up. It reads:
“Nice to see your ok. Heard you had a rough couple of days. T xxx�
How sweet. A nice note from Trè.
Something else hits me in the back of the head. I turn around with my fists clenched and see more paper.
“Coz I heard you got up to stuff with Mike. T xxx�
I get up, throw the paper in the bin and walk out of the classroom. Footsteps behind me.
Billie-Joe, Mike, and Trè.
I turn around so they can’t see my crying.
“Well?� I hear Trè’s voice. “Well?�
“Well what?� I say, and keep walking purposely, no idea where I’m going.
“Fuckin stop for a second, Andrea.�
I turn around. “Why’d you have to say Andrea?� I ask. The 3 boys are lined up, shoulder to shoulder.
“Andy, Ands, Andrea. Same fuckin thing. Tell me what happened.� Asks Trè.
“What happened? Nothing fucking ‘happened’. If you’re asking whether I fucked Mike or not I didn’t. Why do you care what I do anyway?� I wipe my eyes.
“You’re fucking crying. Of course something happened. And no, I’m not talking about the mike thing. I made it up.� He stares at me. “So tell me what happened.�
“I left my mom’s place. I’m staying at Jimmy’s for a while. Big deal.� I sniff and rub my nose.
“That is a big fuckin deal. I heard you got kicked out.� Trè puts his hands in his pockets.
“Left…kicked out. Same shit.� I kick at a trash can.
Billie speaks up. “Nah it’s not. What did ya do?� All three of them grin.
“She found a joint in my pocket and started lecturing me about it. I fuckin lost it at her and she kicked me out. But she had it coming. Stupid whore.� I sniffed again.
“You need a place to stay for a while? Jimmy’ll kick you out soon.� I look at Billie-Joe, confused. Him? Offering ME a place to stay?
“Uh, with you 3 you mean?�
“Yeah. We’ve got some space, don’t we guys?� The all nod. The bell rings.
“Well yeah, uh, sure. Uh…meet you guys at your house after? Say…4?
“Sure. See ya then.�
“Bye.�
