You Ain't Livin ' Yet

Chapter Three

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Chapter 3:

        Yesterday's dinner was quiet. For me at least. My dad was the one talking to Justin the entire time. Justin didn't really talk much and he answered in two syllables, not once looking up. He barely touched his food, he just moved it around with his fork. We had my mama's favorite recipe which was BBQ Beef Brisket with mashed potatoes and biscuits. If it were anybody else I would have guessed they were on crack not to eat my mama's food, but this is a straight up Italian city boy from the streets of Brooklyn, New York, he probably hasn't even heard of that before. Giving a hardcore Italian boy from the city a normal southern dinner is like telling a pack of wolves from North Dakota to become vegetarians- ya might as well just find an old RV and get off the grid.  I on the other hand ate in small portions and excused myself early from the dinner table. I took a shower, got dressed, and went straight to bed. Justin went to bed an hour later.

         It was currently 6:45 A.M. and I was sitting in my truck waiting for Justin. Where the hell is he? Damn, we're gonna be late. I still need to get coffee. What the hell is he doing? I honked my horn twice. If I don't get my coffee somebody's gon' die. Sure enough, Justin walks out the door with his Armani duffle bag lazily slung over his shoulder. He was wearing a white polo shirt, tennis shoes, and khaki shorts while texting on his I phone. I honked my horn again which made him jump. He look at me and narrowed his eyes.

       I cranked the window down and yelled," Hurry the hell up or I'm leaving you." He walked slow again a bit faster than before. Oh my God hurry up. I tapped the pedal just to show him I wasn't joking. He then finally quickened him speed and got inside the truck. Right after he closed the door I sped of onto the dark asphalt road. "What the hell took you so long?" I asked, keeping my eyes on the road.

"I had to make sure I looked good," I turned and looked at him. He shot me a wink before I quickly returned my eyes to the road. Weirdo.

"God, you take longer than a girl." I said.

"Or maybe it's just you." He said with a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Well, sorry but I don't wake up every morning to impress dicks like you."

"It was a joke! Who lit the fuse on your tampon?" I curled my hand into a fist and hit his stomach while watching the road, points for me.

"You don't say that to a girl! Has your mama ever taught you manners?" I said narrowing my eyes at the road.

"Hell if I know, I'm never home," he said looking out the window.

"What do you do when you're not home?"

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Justin's POV

"What do you do when you're not home?" She asked. I smirked at the thought of what I used to do with my buddies. Good times. "Things." I said grinning to my self. She gave me a look like 'What the hell is wrong with you'.

      She pulled into the parking lot of the huge building which is obviously the highschool of this shit hole town. Why it's so huge, I don't know, there's like 100 people in this town. "Our school is mixed with another neighboring town." She answered my question without me even speaking of it. I nodded my head in reply. We left the truck and started walking towards the school doors.