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| English Slacker chapter one | |
| By chrismorton | ||||||
| 11 May 2008 | ||||||
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this is the first chapter from a novel i have recently completed writing; but not editing. the character is a teenager and the language is deliberately simple. It was a beautiful day actually, probably the first of the summer. I felt like doing something before work so I phoned up Alex and Paul to see what they were up to, which I knew wouldn't be much and they dropped round just as I was finishing breakfast. They didn't come in or anything. Paul stayed in the van and Alex was like hovering at the door saying, “Let's go,” and even though I'd kinda pictured us sitting in the porch for a bit before going out (my mum had already gone to work by then) I thought, “Fuck it,” and went back to the kitchen shouting, “Ok, I'll be out in a minute." I downed my tea, picked up the remaining bits of toast that I had left and quickly ran back to the front door to find that they were already in the van, music blaring out and that, with the whole road listening. And yeah, as I approached I could already see the thick smoke coming out of the windows. I got in the van – Alex sliding the door closed behind me, Paul saying, “Hey Chambers,” from the front – and sat down on the sofa-seat, still holding my toast. Then Alex said, “Hey man, are you okay?” and Paul said, “Yeah man, you all right?” and I said, “Yeah,” to both of them but that was it. No direct mention of Colin or anything: I remember this distinctly. So anyway, we'd planned to park up the road and smoke a few in the back of the van but it was too damn hot in there, even with the windows open, so after a while we started driving around, looking for a nice place to enjoy the sunshine. Alex told us stories of his night out before and about this Skipton bird that he'd met who was, “Fuckin' nuts,” once he'd got her, “In the sack.” From what he was saying it did sound pretty funny. Apparently she'd been pissed off about a mate hooking up with some guy in her year who she didn't like and she'd totally gone for Alex just to like outdo her mate and that. And basically, at least from the way he was telling it, Alex had pretty much had it on a plate – I remember Paul getting more and more jealous as Alex went into the details, asking him questions about what she was wearing and how big her tits were and Alex was well enjoying winding him up. It wasn't long before Alex passed me the joint and pretty soon after that I started to feel quite relaxed, not surprising considering how much he'd packed in, and soon it was only Alex that understood Paul's shouts from the front as they went off into their plans for Glastonbury. As they talked I lay back on the sofa-seat staring at the Nictane poster on the wall of the van, thinking about birds, festivals and, yeah what the summer had in store for me I suppose, waiting for Alex to pass me the joint again. I remember that the usual hissing sound from the back of the cooker that I often took for a small gas leak was sounding kinda sweet as I held the next drag down. Like a vinyl record as it starts off and you know what's coming is gonna fucking hit you like a good pint after a long day at work, or a hot shower when you're well cold; or maybe that feeling when you really get into your first fag of the morning. Kinda like how that intro to the Kews album drifts over you for ages, building up and you know that pretty soon the distortion is gonna hit in with that first part of the chorus.
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