Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Prodigal Son (Part 2).

"Ok Kelly, I need you to do me a favour." I said. We continued to walk down Water Street towards Nick's house. I am wearing my American Eagle button-up shirt that is white with thin blue, orange and brown strips with some faded jeans. Kelly is all dressed up with plain button up shirt tucked into black slacks with nice black shoes.
"Um ok."
"If anyone at the party asks, tell them I am a writer fulltime, and that I write non-fiction and technical writing."
He laughs for a second "Oookay, to the girls?"
"Well yes. Well to anyone. I just got out of school and want to avoid telling everyone I'm unemployed and then answer the next question about what my life plan is. If I just say a job-" I begin to impersonate a hypothetical person, who for some reason has a messed-up-high-pitched-voice "-they'll say: 'oh wow, that's really cool, blah blah blah'"
"Alright man, no problem."
"Thanks bro."

The sun is hidden under the horizon, a small breeze blows through the streets which shifts a bit of the dust on the roads. The sky is a very light blue grey, and it is still a little sticky from the heat. The breeze feels nice passing through my shirt causing the collar to flip up momentarily. We take the Rotary Trail the rest of the way to avoid as much traffic as possible. Of course the entire way we have to talk about girls and situations. It is unavoidable and really Kelly is the only one I have these half hour conversations with non-stop.

We arrive at Nick's house and can hear the music in the backyard and people walking back and forth from cars parked out in front. His black steel arc gateway has balloons and hawaiian phrase posters all over it. Some dude looks at us and introduces himself as Ty. He crushes my hand. "Party is in the back boys." We thank him. I look at my finger and there is a big indent where my ring pressed up against it. Man that hurt. We go to the back and I don't reconize anyone. We sort of just stand there. I look around briefly and then raise my hand in greeting.
"Hey everyone, I'm Matt, this Kelly." Some people introduced themself after, some just sat there drinking. I could feel a sense of awkwardness. "Ok, well, we're going to find Nick."

We went upstairs this time to look around for Nick. I see him in the kitchen and he looks at me and grins. "Oh, my God, this guy. This guy!" He says, and as I extend my hand out to do the handshake he grabs me in for a hug. "So glad you could make it." He continued.
"Yeah dude, wouldn't miss one of your parties."
Kelly took Nick aside to go talk with him and left me in the kitchen with these two girls, Natalie and... and... I couldn't make out the other name. Kevin was there too, he was the dude you may remember that I hung out with that time I got lost in Peterborough (check the archives for "Get Lost"). He says hi and offers me a Corona because of my inability to get alcohol in time for a party. Half the reason is cause of the bus situation, other half is laziness. I'll owe him one someday. The two girls were both wearing poka-dot tops that cut off at the top with grass skirts over jean shorts. Natalie was wearing a red version and the other girl white.

We talk for a bit and exchange info one what school we went to and stuff like that. One asked what I was doing now after school and I told her about being a writer, and right now how I am doing a non-fiction project for my dad. "Oh wow that is really cool." Said the girl in the white. Natalie had no opinion on it because she was too busy trying to stand up with a drink. I think she is really sloshed. After talking to them I went to see where Nick and Kelly went and they are out on the balcony. Nick and I get to exchange updates on our life while we were out there. Nick's balcony is really small, it is just a slab of concrete above his door going in the house. All wooden railings with loads of plant and tree coverage. More people pile into the balcony now and the door has to remain open. I meet Nicole and Julia. At least I think that is there names. Doesn't matter I guess, they both look like fake blonde bimbos.

We all head to the back yard where everyone else is. I then meet... Man I am bad with the names tonight. I can't recall her name but she is really cute. Kevin is all over this girl though, they share the same sense of humour. When Kevin leaves I am left to chat with her one on one. She lets me sip her sparkling wine and then I recommend some other sparkling Italian red wine. She asks what I do for a living, and I mention the writer thing and the non-fiction with technical writing. She get excited and then I ask what she does. And Kevin returns. Everything stops while those two joke around and act silly. I am rather amused by it actually and I wonder what their relationship really is.

At this point Kelly has to leave for the bar to work and tells us to show up later. I still hang around Kevin, Nick and this other girl for the rest of the party in the back yard.

Ok that's it for now. Peace.

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