Marie-Anne Through Binoculars

chap.3

 I watched as she stretched in her seat. Abruptly she turned around. I knew she couldn’t see me, but I still ducked and hid. Slowly I approached the window again.

When I picked up my binoculars to look at her again, I found she was sitting in front of her window. She stared directly at me.

She smiled, but not a sweet bubble gum and candy smile an I’ll be waiting in bed kind of smile. I could feel myself getting excited. My hands began to sweat and my heart began to flutter. Slowly she stepped back from the window so that her entire upper body was in view. She began to dance, swaying her hips seductively side to side. She turned around dancing all the while. Carefully she began to pull of her shirt. Instinctively I closed my eyes. I could feel myself begin to blush.

‘You idiot’ I thought

‘Marie- Anne decided to strip for you and you close your eyes,’ I smacked myself and again picked up my binoculars and turned to watch Marie-Anne.

“No.” I nearly screamed. She was gone. I had my chance and I had wasted it.

“You are a disgrace to the male race.” I whispered ferociously at myself.

“You don’t deserve to exist.”

“I don’t think this could possibly be spun into something positive”

“I blame my mother.”

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Sean has been my friend since before I can remember, I tell him everything, except for one small thing. Marie-Anne. Maybe it was fear, maybe I just wanted something for myself, but it has been nearly 2 months and I still haven’t spoken a word about Marie-Anne to Sean. If I did I’m almost certain he would somehow find his way into her house and subsequently into her pants. I wanted Marie-Anne to be my little secret but also just mine.

 "Ok, ok let me guess." Sean paused for a moment rubbing his chin in a thinking position. I sighed loudly to show my frustration.

"Hey that counts as talking, if we’re playing charades then we're playing this shit properly."

'Sorry' I mouthed sarcastically.

Sean raised an eyebrow at me in reply.

“I’m a walrus and Sean’s sexy.” he guessed with a satisfied nod.

I lifted my fist towards him, and wound up my middle finger.

“Little douche bag.”

I tried again; I was trying to tell him what had happened with Marie-Anne yesterday, except modifying the story a bit. Instead of Marie-Anne it was a chick visiting our neighbors.

I lifted my hands and cupped them around my chest, lifting them up and down like boobs.

“Boobs.”

I shook my head.

I stuck out my hip and let my hand hang limp.

“You’re gay.”

I shook my head again. Then I began to lift up my shirt seductively batting my lashes at Sean.

“Are you sure you’re not gay.” He tried again.

I continued lifting up my shirt, crossing my arms and pulling my shirt up from the bottom like I had seen other girls do at the beach.

“Stripper.”

Yes I nodded my head madly. Sean’s face lit up in a smile. He wiggled his eyebrows at me, got up and hip thrusted the air.

“Oooh yeah, my man scored.” He yelled.

I shook my head. I pointed at our neighbor’s house, specifically the window. This seemed to make it all click.

“Your neighbor stripped for you?” he asked surprised.

“Yes, goddammit, took you long enough!”

“wait.” Sean began, “Daniel stripped for you?”

Daniel was our neighbor’s son.  

I finally gave up and explained to him what had happened with the ‘visitor’. I could tell Sean was jealous, largely because he told me so. I lay back on my sleeping bag, and closed my eyes. The game of charades had really drained me out. May be we were too old for sleep over’s, but I knew Sean and I would never give it up. But at this rate I might just have to stop it.

“Good night ass hole.” I said as I turned on my side.

“Right back at yeah hoe.” He replied.

“Well hello sunshine.” Kelly greeted sarcastically as I made my way to our station. It had rained in the middle of the night and Sean and I had had  to leave the backyard, and wait banging on the door for nearly an hour before my mother woke up to let us in. In other words, I hadn’t gotten my beauty sleep.

“thou art of no importance to thee, so I pay thou no attention.” I replied in a fake british accent, looking over my nose at her.

“thou art an imbecile if thou beleiveth that thou is capable of speaking in the tongue of the great shakesspear.” She replied elegantly.

“Your mom.” I grumbled.

“Is amazing? I already know.” She responded. I eyed her grudgingly; it was a very clever come back.

The rest of the day was like any other working day at kid kingdom, some kid threw up, several children insulted and abused me, and my mother dropped by casually and ‘accidentally’ bumped into me with a few snacks. At this point I had gotten used to working, and the whole waking up at an unsightly hour thing. All the employees were friendly to some extent, as for Kelly, she just brightened up my desire to kill something. Kelly was strange. Some days she was my best friend. Other days I was certain she was the human offspring of the devil. Some days she was just, well Kelly, not to mean not to nice just Kelly. I liked those days, and all the others to some degree.

“So why are you here?” she asked as I unchained my bike.

“I wasn’t given all the details, but I’m pretty sure it involved my mom dad and alcohol.” I replied as I hopped onto my bike and pedaled slowly, allowing Kelly to walk along side me.

“I always knew you were a mistake.” she said jokingly.

“But seriously, like why are you working I mean, what’s the money for?” she asked again.

The question caught me off guard. I thought about it. Again I saw myself in a luxurious club, my arm draped around Marie-Anne, and a busty waitress serving us drinks. This time I had facial hair.

“I want facial hair.” I answered as we turned the corner.

“You wanna buy facial hair?”

“No, but all rich men have it so the moment I’m rich my body will instinctively react and grow me some facial hair.”

“oh.” Kelly nodded her head.

“Hey jack, can I tell you something” Kelly began. I looked at her slightly confused and curious.

I was about to ask her what it was when I heard Sean yell “hey Kelly.”

“Hey” she replied smiling at him.

“What are you love birds doing?” Sean asked giving me a knowing wink.

“Nothing.” Kelly and I replied in unison.