love perspective 5: justin

Ricky and Billie are insisting I tell a part of our story.  So I can promise you one thing right here.  I will be straight to the point.  I am no dreamer or philosopher.  I see things in black and white and will give you the exact truth. Nothing less.  What happens word for word, no commentary.  I think that is all you need to learn who I am.

So where did Ricky leave off.  Oh right.  I get to make fun of my brother.

Justin – What are you two queers hugging about?

Johnny – At least we get action.

That little douche bag.

We spent the rest of the afternoon doing the usual.  I don’t know why Billie always pulls us here.  We’ve done it every week, rain or shine, since we moved. Ricky usually comes up with some deep bs about why we all need to keep up the tradition anyway. 

We are gonna end it in a few months anyway.  So for now, I guess it’s not that bad.

I was out jogging later that day and I noticed this fine girl.  Very little clothes.  I like this age where women go jogging in these sports bras.

Justin – Hey gorgeous.

Maggie – No thanks.

That happens I guess.  But I’ll move on.  There is another girl worth fighting for anyway.

Justin – Well that just isn’t nice.

She gave me a look.  I like those looks.  It keeps me going.

Maggie – What would you say if you were me?

Justin – Well–

She was quick to put me to a stop.

Maggie – Never mind. Do you want anything?

Justin – You are new around here.

Maggie – Yeah, my family just moved here.

I think I forgot to get Ricky something for his birthday.

Justin – You around later? I have this friend.  Nothing like me.  You should meet him.

She looked away and sped up.  I yelled after her.

Justin – I think you missed the ‘nothing like me’ part.

I kept following her.  She wouldn’t call the cops or anything on me.  I could get Ricky a date.

Justin – I’m serious.  He’s intelligent.  We tend to call him ‘the philosopher’.  You’d like him.  A perfect guy.

She was thick.  I love the challenge.

Justin – You know, I bet he could show you around town.  Like where you can meet guys not like me.

She slowed down.  She was cracking.  I am good.

Maggie – Alright, will you leave me alone if I agree to meet him?

She wasn’t going anywhere if she got a date out of it.  I couldn’t resist playing around with her a little first.

Justin – That depends.  You have to tell me a little about yourself.  Where do you live?

She rolled her eyes and sped up again.

Justin – Awe, c’mon.  I just need to know a little to tell my buddy.

Maggie – Over on Trevis.

Justin – Oh yea? I guess we are neighbors.  You might have seen my buddy then.  He likes to sit outside on the curb.  Usually with the other neighbors.

She must have seen someone she liked on a curb, because she looked at me.

Justin – Blonde shaggy hair.  Looks like a dork.

Maggie – How about you just take my number and give it to him?

Justin – Yes ma’am.  I’m Justin by the way.

Maggie – Maggie.

I kissed her on the hand.  She was annoyed.  It was fun.

She gave me her number and we each went off on our separate jogs.

On my way back home I saw Ricky on the curb of course talking to Billie.

Justin – Hey Rick, I got you a gift.

He looked at me surprised and interested.

Justin – It’s a number.  See that house down there?

I pointed to where Maggie lived.

Justin – This chick moved in.  She’s our age.  You’d like her.  She turned me down. 

I pushed the two of them apart and sat between.  I put my arm around each of them.  Billie tried to escape my grasp, but I didn’t let her.  Ricky just took it like a man.

Ricky – Well, if she turned you down.

I think I annoyed Billie.  They must have been having a conversation.

I let go of Ricky and pulled the number out of my pocket.

Justin – Her name is Maggie.  You’d get a kick out of showing her around.  And heck, maybe you’ll finally get a girl out of it.

Ricky – Awesome, Thanks.

He was happy.  He took the number and put it in his pocket.

Justin – So what are we doing tonight?

Billie – Ricky and I were going to see a movie.

Justin – Sounds fun.

I don’t know why Billie always acted like I was intruding.  She gets mad when I don’t come, annoyed when I do.  Girls...