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Jane II posted at 8:30 PM
The sound of metal cutlery cutting across meatballs and pizza was veiled by the laughters of my best girlfriends. Well, my best girlfriends and a gay boy.
It was one of our once quarterly meet ups and what better way to catch up with each other than eating meat. Well, meat was also our main conversational topic. Man meat. Cock.
We were all once from the town's contemporary dance company. The company had shut down due to the fact that it could no longer make money like it used to. Someone had also burnt down the studio after not being accepted into it and the rest of us, we gave up on ingenue dreams.
We did not end up as losers though. Most of us got into college. Seated at my table we had a plethora of amusing individuals. Miranda, for example, had turned out to be a celebrity blogger. She was celebrated for her sight on upcoming fashion trends and also her delicate day to day journals. For the rest of us small town girls, she was like a ray of light in a black abyss.
"Jane, I hope you don't mind me asking this but how did you guys break up?"
God bless the homosexual for always speaking on everyone's behalf.
"Well, he cheated on me."
I could hear gasps being released dramatically from everyone on the table.
"That's crazy," said Ashley.
"Girl, he is crazy," Kyle added.
"You could do better anyway," Miranda concluded.
"Are you sad?" Stephanie questioned.
I sipped on my apple juice. For me, I measured the quality of my apple juice from its taste. I always preferred my apple juice with a tinge of burnt. I did not know why, I just liked it better like that.
"Miranda's right. I could do better."
"So much better," Kyle enthused.
We all looked at Kyle. He was literally chugging his martini as he made that statement.
"You okay Kyle?"
"You don't look so good."
Kyle's eyes turned red and watery.
"Anal sex hurts."
Kyle. That was supposed to be my moment. You attention whore. Well, now that he had lost his virginity to a complete stranger, he was a complete whore.
"Oh dear."
"You know what you need honey?"
"You need this."
Stephanie took out a bottle of spray from her bag. What the hell was she up to?
"What's this?"
"Heaven in a bottle." Miranda laughed.
"It's laughing gas, it'll do you some good."
Stephanie and Miranda took Kyle outside with her. I was left with Ashley at the table.
"Was the sex with Chuck any good?"
My best girlfriends. These motherfuckers need Jesus.
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