Kissing Girls

Kissing Girls

“Jimmie?” I turn to see her still not looking at me. Her mint-green eyes are closed off from the rest of the world while her face is pressed to the cold oak table in my family’s kitchen.

“Jimmie, do you want anything to drink? I can make you something if you want. How ‘bout I make us some sangwiches and get us some milk or pop or something?” I was aware that I was babbling but I was too damn nervous to care. I mean here in my house sat the most unsociable person in my entire high school. Damn Mr. Simionson and his insistence that I needed a tutor in his stupid Pre Cal class.

Jimmie sat up and looked directly at me, paralyzing me with her aloft stare. “First off, its sand-wich not sang-wich. Secondly, no I don’t want anything from you.” Damn her.

“Okay. How ‘bout we get started on my math then?” Gods I was aggravated. How dare she correct my speech its not like she was here to help me with my English, I had David to help me with that shit. Hearing no objections’ coming from the room’s other occupant I went to fetch my backpack.

When I got back I saw that Jimmie was once again resting her head on the table, but this time she had a glass of juice set next to her. Didn’t want anything my ass.

“I see that you helped yourself to my frig.” ‘Oh gods, did that just come out of my mouth?’ Jimmie stood from her chair and advanced toward me. ‘Shit she’s going to kill me and they will never find my body.’

“Would you care to rephrase that last sentence?”

“No. I said exactly what I wanted to say.” ‘Yes! Gods I’m sorry! Please just kill me quickly.’ I really need to learn how to shut my mouth and keep it that way.

“Alright then I will just be leaving now. Good luck in your math class.” Jimmie made her way to the front door and with her went all of my pride but unfortunately none of my stupidity. “Wait! What do I tell Simionson?”

The look that Jimmie gave me clearly said ‘Are you that stupid?’ “I really don’t care what you tell him. It’s not like it matters to me, I’m not the one failing remember.” And with that the biggest pain in my ass left me in more trouble then when she first came into my house.

“Great. Just fuckin’ great!” I screamed at the door.