Bonfire

Bonfire

A Story by The Broken Beauty
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We had to do a story with Holden-ism's in my English Class of the book "The Catcher in the Rye."

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It's that time of year again, our annual bonfire day. If our must know our bonfires are really lousy, I swear to god they are. This one was just as lousy, honest to got it was. I had my friend Jake, best friend Serena and her boy Jeremy. Honest to god Jake just sat there all night, barely talked to me for god's sake. Serena and I toasted Hot Pockets over the fire. Jeremy got some charred wood in his that just about killed me. Jeremy made a big deal about it and complained, I just got a big bang out of it. Jake not talking to me and all was making me depressed, no kidding. I gave him the old eye hoping he'd understand I was feeling pretty crumby, he didn't for chrissake. He was good looking and it made me depressed how he didn't want to spend time with me or my friends. He was kind of phony in a way. I mean honest to god he was okay when it was just him and I. Once he got around my friends though he always thought I was choosing them over him for chrissake.
After the bonfire we had to take Jake home and I really wasn't in the mood to go anywhere. If you must know I was pretty mad at him, I really was. I still liked him, he was a swell guy. my parents liked him as well, which is important, I guess. Anyway, we took him home and we talked outside his house, I told him how crumby I felt. You would have puked if you heard the excuse he gave me. he went on about how he felt like I was ignoring him, that killed me. He ignored me all night for chrissake. We said goodbye and I left feeling depressed again.
The next day my family headed to church. He goes to my church honest to god he does. His dad is actually the pastor there if you must know. He was civil to me, but he still had that crumby attitude to him. I told him we needed to talk. We walked into the sanctuary and talked before the service started, I started feeling all depressed again. He was a swell guy and I didn't want to lose our friendship or our ongoing possible relationship. He was my best friend, no kidding. We loved horsing around together. I told him that too, how I didn't want to lose him, I really did. I sounded pretty corny, I'm never this goddamn corny, I don't know what got into me. You would've puked if you heard me babble on about how I didn't want to lose him and all that crap. He was so good with little kids too, no kidding. I saw him with this one kid his name was Brayden. Jake just knew how to horse around with him the right way. It killed me how cute it was. Brayden was the cutest little thing, he didn't care about anything he would wobble right up to anyone, tug on their pants and as to be picked up, no kidding.

We left church and we went for a long drive so we could talk. He had the radio on and honest to god he started singing. It was the funniest thing I swear to god I couldn't stop laughing. He was the cutest guy with everything he does, no kidding. I swear to god he knew me better than anyone. Like right after I thought this he took me to Dunkin Donuts, really he did. It was so hot out so he knew I didn't want my usual hot chocolate, so I started to say what I wanted and right as I was going to say it I swear to god he said exactly what I was thinking. I didn't even have to tell him, that killed me. That moment was when I knew he was a keeper. I offered up to pay, I didn't have much dough but it'd be rude if I let him just pay for me without offering. He turned it down, boy was he a gentleman.

If you must know after he got me my drink we headed over to his house. His dad ended up not being there. I told my mom he was so I couldn't just stay there and lie to her for chrissake. I gave her a buzz and told her what was going on. His older brother was there so she was okay with it. We headed down to his basement; honest to god it was nice. Two couches and a big screen TV. We talked and watched a movie that was just swell, and funny as hell. We started horsing around with each other and laughing like nobody's business. He got me out of my crumby mood and I just loved that about him. You would probably puke if I said this, but those two days really showed me a lot. I understood that not everyone is phony and that sometimes you just gotta pull the cute innocent side outta people and for god's sake don't ruin a relationship or something that makes you happy.

© 2013 The Broken Beauty


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Added on December 19, 2013
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