Ian meets his infatuation.
Thee girl in question is pictured here:

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This chapter exclusively by moi.



So I was hungry. And this guy Ti thought his sis could make me somethin’. So we stopped by her place. It was this building that had been built out of boards, and they all had flowers painted on ‘em with black paint, and other drawings that looked like anime and stuff like that. There was this curtain across the doorway made out of this like shiny velvety sort of cloth.
Okay, so he calls for his sis to come out, right? And who comes out but the chick I was crushin’ on yesterday. She’s standing right in front of me and she’s staring at me and I’m staring at her, and I’m freakin’ out. Ti said somethin’ to me about watchin’ my hormones an’goes off to do somethin’ else, an’ that leaves me alone with her. I swear I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
So she goes “Well, I suppose we should like go inside or something?” And she giggles.
An’ I go “Yeah, so I guess I’ll go in an’junk.” An’ I’m thinkin’ ‘Oh, way to go, man. That sounded real smooth.’
So we go inside. It’s a big room. An’ she’s got everything, man. First of all, the walls are entirely covered in that same... velvety cloth. And so are the pillows over where she sleeps. And the cushions around the room, too. She’s also got an electric guitar! Leaning against one wall. That was sweet. And I saw an ipod, and uh, let’s see, a big-ass teddy bear,… a kind of a box that was like a table, with these like little plastic cups an’ plates…and, uh, what else? Oh, yeah, on another table-kinda-thing, there was this hot plate! With this pack of batteries lying next to it, probably to make it work. So I’m lookin’ at all this stuff, an’ I kinda realize I’m thinkin’ of what I could steal, so I stop an’ just look at her instead.
An’ she stands there lookin’ at me an’she goes “So.” That’s it, just ‘so’. An’ we just stare at each other like a coupla geeks, right? Man, I had no idea what to say. I was like a total blank. Finally, she turns to this plastic cooler next to the hot plate an’says “Well, I guess I should like make you something instead of like standing here like giggling at you like a total dumbass, huh?” An’ she talksveryfast, an’ everything she says sounds like a question? Like this? Soeverthingshesayssoudslikethis? An’ it’s annoying, but I’m still starin’ at her.
So she unzips the top of the cooler (an’ makes a lotta noise ‘cause of all her jewelry) an’ pulls out some stuff an’ says “So it’s like prolly a good thing you came here, because like now I have like an excuse to use all the stuff I have left over, ‘cause like it’s all gonna, like, spoil if I don’t use it by, like, now?” She pulls out two eggs, an’says “So you want an omelet? There’s enough here so we could like make one and split it or something?” An’ I get really warm, an’ it’s not because it’s June, you know?
So she fires up the hot plate, an’ of course we hafta wait til it gets to be hot enough, so that means we hafta stand around like morons an’ just talk. So she says “So, uh, have a seat,” an’ I sit on one of the cushions an’ I almost get swallowed up. It wasn’t a beanbag, but, man it was soft.
An’ she laughs an’ says “So, uh, you’re like new here?”
I said “Yeah.”
An’ then she asks how long I’ve been here an’I tell her the same thing I told Ti, an’ she says “You know, it’s like really cool that you met my brother, because, like, he’ll totally look out for you, cause he’s like that? He has like so many friends cause he’s like, good to everyone, you know?”
I’m like “Yeah,” an’I’m starin’ at her even more. What do I say? I know. “You guys have a wicked skate park!”
An’ she makes another face an’ I wonder what I did. “Oh, the skate park.”
I’m like “What’s wrong?”
An’ she goes “Oh, I’m not like a skater. June just likes to go there cause it’s a good place to go and look at boys.” Then she starts giggling, and it’s like we’re both thinkin’ the exact same thing.
So I make myself look at her room again, an’ she’s got a few outfits hanging from nails in the wall. All this like hippie-punk-goth stuff, an’ she’s got more beads an’ other jewelry hangin’ from some other nails. “You’re kind of a goth, huh?”
She laughed. “Yeah, kinda. I just kinda like got into that like a few months ago. I make like my own clothing? I went to like the sewing class, you know?”
I go “You guys have a sewing class??”
An’ she goes “Yeah, in the comm center? You haven’t been to the comm center?”
I’m like “Comm center?” Then I realized what she meant. “You guys have a social center?”
“Omigod,” she said, “that place has like, everything. There’s like the sewing class, something for like carpentry,…we just got like a dance room. We useta have a dance room in this like abandoned house a few miles away, but we made this one because it was closer? And like what else?” She’s totally counting on her fingers by now. “There’s like an art wing, - there’s like, art everywhere, there’s like…one of the lowest rooms has a pool…we like made a swing set, there’s at least *one* music room. Sometimes I play in there, cause, I’m like in my brother’s band?” She points to the guitar in the corner.
An’ “Rad.” Is the only thing I can say, because I’m just blown away. “You play?”
An’ she makes this face. Like a frown. “I’m like takin’ lessons.”
I go “I always wanted to play guitar.”
“Really?” she says. “I could like hook you up. There’s like guitar lessons, too. Are you staying here?”
An’ I giggle an’ say “Yeah, I hope so.”
At that moment, I smell another girl. She’s standin’ outside, behind the curtain. An’ she goes “Hey, Violet, man. You in there with a visitor?” She does this chuckle. She’s got a lower voice than…Violet. “Should I leave you two alone? Come back in like an hour?”
“Oh, get in here, June. Shut up. Come on.”
An’ this girl laughs and comes in through the curtain, an’ it’s the chick Sam was into. Man, she was hot. She was wearing this skirt that was all ragged an’ cut off, an’ it was barely covering her whozit-thingy, an’ I have to be careful ‘cause I’m kinda getting’ a hard-on starin’ at her legs. So now I’m in a room with two good-lookin’ girls, an’ I hope I don’t hafta stand up anytime soon.
An’ this girl – June, I guess - comes right up to me an’ says “Hey, I saw you and your smexy buddy at the skate park!“ She shakes my paw an’ says “*Bob*. How are you?” An’ Violet – the girl I’m into – laughs an’ she has such a cute laugh an’ I think I’m gonna have a heart attack right there. So June says “Hey, tell your friend I seriously wanna get with him like yesterday, will you?” An’ she turns to Violet an’ starts goin’ on an’ on about how hot Sam supposedly is. I think I rolled my eyes.

So that girl was smokin’, but I knew who I was really into. Violet. Definitely. I mean, I told you before how she dressed, but…I kinda liked that. I’m getting’ hard lookin’ at June, but at the same time she kinda looks like a skank. I’m really getting’ hot lookin’ at Violet, an’ she’s got a black skirt on all the way down to her ankles, an’ she’s got long sleeves on her. I have no idea why she’s makin’ me feel like this, I just know I wanna keep lookin’ at her. An’ then look at her some more. Plus, it seemed like she was into me, too, an’ that thought was...I can’t remember bein’ this excited in my entire life.
OK, where was I? Oh, yeah, June called me Bob again at some point, an’ Violet laughs an’ says “That’s Ian!”
An’ I say hi an’ she says “I’m Juniper. Yeah, total nature-freak name, huh?”
An’ Violet says “So’s Violet, dammit,” an’ she laughs again.
“Yeah, we’re both just, like, total hippiechicks, as you can see,” June said.
An’ Violet goes “There’s nothing wrong with being a hippie!”
An’ I decide to keep my feelings about hippies to myself.
So June goes “So I see you’ve met Violet’s hot plate.” An’ they both laugh some more. “She’s like a total cooking fanatic. She’s all…” And here, she goes, in like a pretend shout, “HEY, VIOLET! YOU’VE BEEN ON THAT THING FOR LIKE SIX HOURS!” Then she imitates Violet, talking in a high voice. “’I’m making like pork chops!’”
An’ we all laughed, an’ then the two of ‘em just start goin’ back an’ forth like that. I mean, they just talk an’ talk an’ talk, an’ I can’t remember any of it ‘cause I was too busy starin’ at ‘em an tryin’ to keep my legs together.
So eventually, the hot plate’s ready, an’ Violet breaks the two eggs on it, an’ then she starts digging around in the zip cooler, an’ she’s talkin’ the entire time. “I got like some hamburger, an’ like some pieces of tomato, there’s like a bit of sausage, but not too much, an’ there’s like a coupla hunks of cheese in here, too, an’ we’re prolly gonna hafta use all of it, cause it’s all gonna spoil? Cause like the ice is like practically not ice, anymore, you know? I’m like totally gonna hafta go with my brother like food-shopping again after this? ‘Cause he like knows where to like find all the good stuff?” Then she kinda glances at me. “But it’s like really cool that I have like an excuse to do this, cause, like, I think you’re… like… really…cool, you know? I mean, just like…” An’ she’s hesitating an’ lookin’ at me an’ I’m getting’ all hot again so I pull my knees up close to me an’ put my arms around them as I’m sittin’ there.
An’ of course June notices the whole thing an’ laughs her ass off. She pretends to get up and leave, sayin’ “I’ll be going now.” An’ then we laugh some more an’ then Violet started adding everything to the omelet. Then she goes across the room to this big jar with some tools in it, an’ takes somethin’ out an’ stirs the omelet. I swear I’m getting’ all fluttery just watchin’ her walk from one part of the room to the other. I was freaking out. I mean, gah!
So it took a while, but the omelet was almost too big for the hot plate by the time she was done. I mean, it was huge. So she shuts off the hot plate an’ June – who’s been sitting across from me for a while – gets the plates. We break the sucker into 2 parts. June went “Yoink” an’ reaches over an’ took a piece off Violet’s half, and, uh, then we ate.
Ti was right about his sis. That omelet kicked ass.