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| English Slacker chapter fifty-eight | |
| By chrismorton | ||
| 05 October 2008 | ||
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There was this one time when me and Colin were in Star Breaks, which is or at least was this cheesy nightclub in Firkinton, and we were both around fifteen, sixteen then and it was one of those underage nights where they served nothing but coke and crap but at the time even though we knew it was shit it was still an all right place to go sometimes. Anyway we were there this one night and were sitting at a table by ourselves when these two older girls came and sat at the table and started talking to us and that. One of them was a bit fat and like half decent looking and the other had a fit body but a big nose. Big-nose-girl was basically chatting me up while fat-but-half-fit-girl was with Colin. And the thing was, like this girl had such a big nose and I really wasn’t interested and she was sort of a bit moody and townie too and the more I looked at half-decent-but-fat-girl the more I wished to hell that it’d been the other way around. So what I did, I waited until we were all dancing (or at least when we were all dancing I was feeling the urgency to go through with my plan) and I leaned across to fat-but-fit-girl and whispered that Colin actually really fancied her mate – there’d been time in between for us to talk; actually Colin reckoned they were both, “Dogs.” And what happened next was basically that Colin was dancing with big-nosed-but-fit-body-girl and then they were getting off and I was sort of standing next to half-fit-girl who suddenly had to go and talk to some of her other friends and then I was there dancing by myself feeling, well at first quite awkward but pretty soon kinda like shit actually until in the end I wandered off to the bar upstairs and sat on one of the seats by the balcony and every time I looked down at Colin and the fit-bodied-girl they were pulling. Finally I went and managed to get possession of a bar stool and I spent the rest of the night sitting there drinking straight cokes. But I struck up a conversation with this girl who was there (not fit at all but good to talk to) that night which lasted about an hour. And yeah, all this stuff came out as I was talking to her. Like about how Colin was always the one who got everything and had to decide everything and how I’d spent pretty much my whole life living in his fucking shadow and being his fucking sidekick and how he fucking loved that: Like pouring my heart out to her for ages and that, giving her loads of examples of how most of the time Colin basically had no respect for me whatsoever (which wasn’t completely true I guess but I was well pissed and angry and just going off on one). It was almost kicking out time when Colin found me. As he walked up to us the not-at-all-fit-but-good-to-talk-to-girl whispered, “Is that him?” and I didn’t say anything. Like it’s weird, ‘cause before Colin approached I’d been filled with such anger and been so ready with all these things I was gonna say to him. But as Colin was suddenly there standing over me I remember this horrible feeling of guilt, as if he knew everything I’d been saying and it was like I was sinking into the seat and I felt no strength at all and I just wanted to disappear. What Colin actually said then was, “You can’t leave without me,” but, at least what me and I think the good-to-talk-to-girl thought he said was, “You can’t live without me.” It was like this bolt of electricity paralysed me for a moment when he said that. And all I could do was simply watch as the girl said, “So who the fuck do you think you are Mr Big Stuff?” and Colin replied, “I’m your fucking dad.”
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