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Friday, July 16th, 2004 (Continued)
"Every embarrassing moment I had so far does not compare to this." Jordan mumbled, laying on the living room couch, groaning in pain.
It's funny how life works. Some days it likes you, some days it hates your guts. Like the day Jonathan gave me his skateboard. Life must have really liked me that day. Some days, life decides to have fun and let you go through some embarrassing shit. Jordan is probably the one nicest guy I've met and life decides to humiliate him.
As Jordan and I hugged, I felt something down my back. Like something was sliding down my shirt. I pushed away, thinking he was trying to feel me or do something perverted with my back. I was about to tell him off, but then I saw his face.
His nose was red and spilling blood. I felt my back and my fingers had blood on them. We were both trying to not freak out until Jordan's Dad came and saw us. Next thing we know, Jordan is rushed to the bathroom and later comes out with cotton balls pushed up to his nose.
"Everybody gets nosebleeds Jordan. It is summertime, so it's not that big of a deal." I said, trying to reassure him.
"Is it normal for people with nosebleeds to get their blood spilled on their friend's backs?" Jordan asked sarcastically. I rolled my eyes.
"No, but at least you didn't bleed on the swing. Or else your Dad will automatically assume I'm on my period." I teased. Jordan rolled his eyes, but I saw him smile a little.
"Jesus, you really are something."
"You believe in Jesus?" I asked, purposely trying not to think about what Jordan could have meant about me being something.
"In a way, yeah. I believe He did a lot of miracles and helped people before dying on the cross and coming back to life on the third day. But I just don't understand the Trinity. You know the three in one, where God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit are three people but still one person?"
"I get that." I said. I'm not a wholehearted Christian myself and neither is anyone in my family, but I agree with Jordan. The Trinity does sound confusing.
"I guess it's something that we'll never understand, but have to accept it until we get to ask God ourselves in Heaven." Jordan said.
"I guess so." I said, looking at the clock. It was getting late. "Time to head home," I reminded myself.
"I think I should leave already or else my Mom's going to wonder where I ran off to." I said, standing up.
"Oh okay. Thanks for coming Victoria. If I weren't suffering, I would walk you to the door." Jordan said.
I laughed. "Talk to you later Jordan."
"Same here Victoria." He said.
I walked to the door and closed it behind me. I started walking home. The summer sunset was making its appearance. I loved the part, or the segment where the sun and darkness touched. It was as if for a moment, they were able to join together for one moment of the day and enjoy each other's company.
I was thinking about it the entire walk. Jordan's house wasn't far from mine, but it was definitely an interesting experience. This was the first time in Baldwin Park I walked anywhere without taking the bus.
Pretty soon, I was home. I walked inside the house, using my key.
"I'm home!" I announced, placing my key on the key rack.
"Hi V. Did you have fun with Destiny?" Mom asked while she was sitting down at the dinner table, eating food.
"Yeah I did." I said, looking around for a water bottle.
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