The Girl With The Yellow Umbrella

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September 6th, 2005
Jason

"Wait a second, I don't get this whole thing. So, you're telling me that Susan, the hottest girl since hot, is a lesbian?"

I nodded my head rapidly, getting all excited about the new thing that's going around school. "Can you believe it? I would've never known if she didn't stare at that girl's ass for so long."

"Man, I don't believe you. It's like you're saying someone like Jack was gay," Troy chuckled as we walked down the semi crowded hallway.

"And what's the problem if he was gay?"

"A lot! But that's not even what I was talking about. I'm just saying that Jack, of all people, wouldn't be gay just like Susan wouldn't be a lesbo," Troy stated. I didn't know why, but at that exact moment, I wanted to punch his perfect white teeth. But I dust it off my shoulders, just like everything else.

"No, Jack's just a dumb ass. Now Susan, she's hot and she has the right to like girls as much as she wants." I winked at Troy who let out a very unnecessary and loud laugh.

It was this irritating manly noise that was almost obvious in how fake it really was but I didn't mind. "When was the last time you got laid, Jason?"

"How random of you."

"Oh, come on, seriously. You seem so fucking horny all the time so I wanna know when's the last time you had sex. Like seriously bro, you need to kick it up a notch." I involuntarily flinched at his choice of subject. I didn't like talking about...sex. It's always confused me and I didn't want to be apart of it.

"It's none of your damn business, Troy. Will you lay off my back?" The conversation that I actually had been looking foward to was now gone, replaced with just a conversation that always pissed me off.

Why did I need to get laid?

Who would I even have sex with?

It's always just so messed up for me but somehow every other guy in this school knows what he's doing. From the idiots who live and breathe sex to the lame people who wish they could have it. And me, well, I didn't know what the hell I'm doing really.

"Chill the fuck out, man. I was just asking. I hooked up with Amber last night. You were so right, her boobs are fucking gigantic. Best night ever," he laughed and I playfully laughed along with him.

Did I like that he was using Amber?

No.

Could I do anything about it?

Maybe.

Did I want to waste my time trying?

Nah.

"Well have fun with that," I mumbled and finally started to unlock my locker with ease. The code is permanently stitched to my brain for life.

"It's a one night thing though. I told her that so she wouldn't give me a hard time when it was over." Troy leaned his back against the lockers next to mine as he kept yapping away about god knows what. The thing was, he always complained about how girls talked too much when in fact, he was the guy that would never stop talking.

"So, yeah, that's why I'm never doing a threesome again," he finally finished his rant at the exact moment I locked my locker.

What the hell was he even talking about?

"Look, I got to go to home...so like, don't call me or talk to me or just like forget my existence." I heard him laugh his oh so fake laugh as I walked out of the double doors.

****

"That," she breathed deeply and contently. "was amazing."

"Uh, yeah, thanks?" Jason asked in a questioning tone, not fully understanding what had happened in the first place.

One second he was enjoyably playing his Game Cube and the next, he was laying naked with another naked girl beside him. Most guys would say that's living the dream but he never thought after actually having sex, it would get even more confusing.

Her long skinny fingers trailed down his cold chest as he just kept thinking. Thinking of how empty he feels, at how unsatisfied he really was. It was like finally eating a whole feast that you've been craving for the whole day, but by the end of it, you realize it wasn't even that worth it. Or that you don't feel hungry anymore. It feels like you never were.

Now, whatever-her-name-was had made herself comfortable in Jason's bed and he really didn't know what to do.

What was one's actions in this particular predicament?

"I'm so happy your little friend told me about you. You're just so great in bed," she purred against his ear. She bit on his earlobe and kissed down his neck, slowly leaving dark purple marks.

He didn't like that she was doing that, he almost felt frozen to his place. He didn't want to push her off because that would've been just plain rude, and he didn't want to let her keep going at it because he didn't deserve to feel violated.

"So...there's this party I'm gonna throw next Friday when my parents are away, wanna come?"

Jason licked his chapped lips, nervous at what his response should be. He didn't want to hurt this girl's feelings but he certainly didn't want to go to some party and meet all her friends and have to go through all of this over again.

When he had first seen her, he instantly thought she was the most gorgeous girl on the face of the Earth. That he should just take her here and now. But now, she had turned from a ten all the way down to a six or even a seven, if she got lucky.

"Uh, I don't know," he yawned and stretched his arms before draping his warm blanket around him. When he saw her reaction, she seemed astonished and surprised.

Her lips parted widely, the same lips that had been on his dìck, and she almost seemed hurt. That wasn't his intention at all. "So you don't want to come?"

"It's just that...I'm going to be so busy that day. I don't think I'll be able to make it." His excuse was down right sad, a poor one in fact but for some reason, this unnamed girl had actually fallen for it.

Getting off of the bed and slowly picking her clothes off the floor, she had a wide ecstatic grin on her face before planting a sloppy kiss on Jason's lips. "Well, I'll see you next time baby."

All he knew at that moment was that more than ever, he was completly confused on sex.