Two sides to Every Story

Author's note: I wanted to make a teen fic that wasn't completely mushy and dripping with sweetness. So I hope you like this roller coaster of emotions, and you give me your 100% honest opinion so I can continue to make it better. New segments will be posted weekly or so depending on feedback.

Chapter One: Memiuex

               “That’s two dollars and forty-nine cents for the coconut gum and grape slushy.” The cashier said after he rang everything up.

               “Um, I have a dollar…four quarters, wait no, make that six. Hey Toby, have you told your mom anything yet?” I said as I handed him the wrinkled bill and dirty coins.

               “No, I kind of figured I would never tell her. She wouldn’t be as cool as you were about it. Do you want a bag for this?” he pointed towards my childish purchase.

               “No it’s fine I can carry it. She’s religious right?”

               “Are you kidding me? She never misses a day of church! She gave my whole fucking college fund to the place! I am so converting.”

               I took the gum and popped a piece into my mouth. The rest I shoved into my pocket and I buttoned up my coat. It was snowing even harder now than when I had first walked in ten minutes ago.

               “What are you converting to? I heard Confucianism is started to get really popular.” I suggested.

               “I’m thinking of doing the whole Jewish thing. I’m already circumcised, and a Bar Mitzvah might be kind of cool. It gives me a reason to throw a huge party, and that would really piss my mom off!” he cracked a smile, and I started for the door. “Merry Christmas! I hope you don’t have too much trouble with Vice.” He yelled after me.

               “Gross don’t remind me, Shalom bro-ha!” I called behind me and ran out to my already frosty looking car.

               I sat looking out the window of my car while it desperately tried to produce something that would warm me up. Drinking a slushy probably only made things worse, I mean cold on the outside and the inside is just a dumb idea, but it was so fruity and delicious! A new song started on the radio and I instantly knew it was by David Bowie, my favorite person to ever have walked on this frozen sphere. Just as I was about to sing the chorus I heard a group of people come up to the store.

               “Hey sex-ay lady! You interested in any of this?” one of the guys in the group said as they thrust their hips at a girl and her mother filling up their car with gas. The mother was utterly shocked and dropped her purse while the girl looked embarrassed. She gathered her mom’s purse and quickly got into the passenger side of the small sports car. After the group could no longer whistle at the unfortunate mother and daughter, they began walking again while shoving snow down each other’s pants.

               “Holy shit!” I said aloud to myself as I ducked so they wouldn’t see me. I was just beginning to think they had already passed and went into the store when I heard knocking on all sides of my car. Two people stood pressed up against each side of the car, except on the passenger side. Only one stood there. I was too late to lock the door, Vice swiftly opened it and moved in.

               “Thank God I ran into you! I’m so horny and you’re the only one who can fix it.” He grabbed my hand and put it on his leg.

               “Is there ever going to be a day when I don’t have to deal with your bullshit? Take a hint dude; I think you’re a man whore!” I said. I don’t think he actually heard what I was saying. The whole time I was talking he just kept staring at my mouth.