Charlie
We're products of life and our upbringing, and yet we deny that we're anything like our poor guardians who seem like awfully dumb most of the time. Really?
Chapter 13
There was no way in hell I was going out in a mini-plaid skirt and holed-up/ripped hooker stockings; no, way.
"You look great," Jules said seemingly oblivious to my plight.
"Julie, look at me! I look and feel like a goth prostitute," I said pointing at the skimpy outfit.
Not only was the ensemble totally not my style, but it exposed me indecently! And a corset, a corset for a top? I didn't even own a corset to begin with!
"You look good, you just aren't used to feeling sexy and femme fatale-like much."
"You think?" I said shacking off the skirt and reaching for my pants. "This isn't me. I like dressing-"
"You dress like a boy, and other boring goth styles; I wonder if you even remember that you're a girl sometimes," she said looking at me through the mirror.
"Trust me I'm reminded everyday when I shower, and at least once a month. Don't try to change me Julie," I replied to her reflection.
"I'm not trying to change you," she said facing away, "I just want to understand you and those parts of you I feel like you keep from me."
"There's nothing that I could tell you that would be dynamic to this relationship. If there's something I'm keeping from you; it's only because it won't affect how I feel about you. I love you and nothing can come between us."
"I'm sorry. I know I get carried away sometimes, but there's this, this thing about you that unsettles me. It's like you can't really be happy," she said placing her palm on my face.
"You make me happy. Maybe I don't act all ecstatic and shit, but I still feel it. And we better leave since it's..." I said looking at my watch, "it's already 10:41pm."
"Can we make out so that we're sure we've made up?" She asked launching a full 'truce attack' on me.
Jules had managed to talk me into going to a gay club -Victoria's Secret Place.
I personally thought that gay clubs were filthy sex dens because of the lack of inhibitions and that in a gay surrounding; gay people were worse and sluttier than an average slutty heterosexual, that is, the likes of the Situation.
We hopped into my Toyota Harrier which was classically a Lexus version and made my car kick ass even if wasn't really a pricey baby SUV.
"We're going to have fun," Jules said excitedly turning up Nicki 'group sex's' super bass on the radio. I seriously had to find out why everyone who rapped her songs also ended up making creepy crazy faces as well.
VS place was out of town and so well, we didn't require stunnerz and hoodies to hide our identities. Away from Easton, we were just two lesbos minding their own business.
I wasn't for the whole gay parade shit and I believed if you truly believed in something; you wouldn't mind people picking you apart and wouldn't mind the world saying no, because when you went alone to bed at night; the world wasn't there and the only voice in your head was yours.
As soon as we reached the Standard street junction where the club was; all signs of men being part of the species vanished.
"Where are all the guys?" I asked switching the car into park.
"Def not around here!" She said excitedly getting out of the car.
I hopped out as well and took her hand.
I swear it felt extremely liberating! Me, her and no one to look at us funny and all the stupid things people did and said towards things that disgusted them.
"This feels good," I said squeezing her hand.
There were girls making out everywhere, gallivanting around without a care in the world.
"It does, doesn't it?" She said leaning into me.
"I wish we could always be like this."
"We can live like this," she said optimistically. "Starting next year."
"How?" I asked.
"You're the one who's supposed to have super brains here; uni, duh? When we go off to uni we can leave Easton behind."
Uni? I was smart and all, but I didn't think much about the future when I wasn't sure if the next second was even going to happen.
"I think that's a plan," I said running the idea through my head (for the second time in recent days).
"We could get a place together while we go to school, and really see if we can put up with each other's bad habits, maybe get married?"
Wow -she was really very future oriented.
"It looks like you've actually really thought about us on the next level."
"I have: we're going to get married in New York, get a condo, and then adopt a baby," she said proudly.
"We can have our own baby, and also adopt, but it would be great if you got pregnant and all."
"Why me? You can have a baby too."
"You're the one with bigger breasts, so you can breast-feed better."
"We can both get pregnant," she decided.
"Not at the same time, but you still go first," I said finally as we showed the bouncers at the door our IDs.
I was excited about the whole 'our future' thing with Jules, especially the living together part, and I wanted to have everything we could; our own means, and our own family... But right now I was being pulled impatiently into a freaky gay club.
