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the afternoon sun shines into my eyes as i sit on one of the many benches along the patio of the closed-up school. stevie sat next to me, fiddling with my walkman and going through the tape i had in. fuckshit, fourthgrade and ray sat in the bench in front of us, watching ruben land a new trick in the space between the benches. i was showing stevie the tracks on my tape, each one with one side of the headset, and i noticed fourthgrade's camera pointing towards me, and i look up and smile.
"damn ruben, you gonna keep trying? you've been at it for hours" ray asked, laying back on the table and letting out a groan
"yeah man, i gotta land this" ruben said, flipping the board and trying to land but having it slip under his feet.
"aye sunburn, what's benz got you listening to? spice girls?" he sneers. ray next to him laughs and fourthgrade smiles. i roll my eyes, taking off my side of the headset.
"he's listening to sonic youth. i'm culturing him, moron, it's good music"
ray sits up "nah, isn't that the band with the whiny chick as a singer? pfffft have him listen to some real music, benz, what the fuck?"
"that is real music ray, shut up. she's one of the coolest female singers in the mainstream right now"
"nah it's that feminist shit all those riot girl chicks are listening to" says fuckshit.
"they're good bands though, not like that fugees shit you listen to" fourthgrade says, looking me over. damn he's trying to defend me? that's a first
i giggle "hey i'm not saying that, the fugees are cool as hell and i like hip hop too, but this little man has to culture himself to what the girls are listening to." i smile as i ruffle stevie's hair. "there's nothing hotter than a guy with good music taste" i say, shifting my direction from stevie to fourthgrade, meeting his eyes and clearly insinuating some sort of attraction. let's see if he isn't completely clueless like most guys. fourthgrade turns bright red and throws his head back, smiling and letting out a small chuckle.
"shit benz, you flirtin? i got a good music taste and i'm hot by default, baby. you ain't gotta look for nothing else." fuckshit said with a smirk.
"shut up clown, you're the last person i'd flirt with. and hot by default my ass, you're a 6 on a good day" all the boys whoop at my comment, and keep laughing at fuckshit's defeated expression.
"shit, fuckshit you gotta stop flirting with her, man! lil' girl's gonna be flaming your dumbass if you keep saying shit like that." ray chuckles. i laugh along with them. i get pretty amused by boys not standing being rejected.
