see him shift his
weight out of the corner of my eye so I turn back. He is staring at me
and I blush. I mouth “sorry” to him for the second time in as many days,
while I continue to listen to the phone. He waits for a few seconds more,
but when he sees that I’m going to be a while longer, he does a little drum
roll with his hands on the top of the reception desk, rocks back on his feet
then heads over to the elevator. When he’s in the elevator he faces me
and gives me a wave as I give him an apologetic smile.
As soon as he’s gone,
the phone’s mostly one-sided phone conversation abruptly ends.
Typical! I practically run to the elevator. I press the call button
more times than is needed and impatiently tap my foot as the elevator slowly
makes its way to ground level. But once I get on the street I find Seth
is nowhere to be seen. I have an overwhelming sense of déjà vu, except
this time I was the one running for the elevator.
Seth
I attempt to ask Emma
out again at home time. I stand in front of her desk as she talks to
someone on the phone. It’s apparent that she’s not on a personal call but
it is also apparent that the call is not about to end anytime soon. After
a few minutes I start to feel self-conscious and impatient. Emma looks up
and mouths “sorry” at me and I have to blink twice as I watch her perfectly
glossed lips move, oh how I would like to touch those, preferably with my own.
I wait a little while
longer, and then give up. When I’m in the elevator I give her a wave and
she gives me back a beautiful smile that reaches her perfect emerald eyes.
I distractedly reach
my car and manage to find my way home. Of course as soon as I enter the
front door I wish I wasn’t there. Max is sitting in his usual spot like a
zombie, but at least he’s using the headphones that I got him. I don’t
think he notices me walking by and I don’t bother to stop to say hello.
Instead, I go to my room and change into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt,
deciding to go for a bike ride. Anything’s better than hanging around
here and Kevin’s not home so I guess we won’t be having that chat either.
When I reach the
garage I find that my bike has a few cobwebs on it. It’s been a while
since I rode. I get a rag and wipe it down. I know should ride it
more often. I love the freedom you feel when you are on the back of a
bike at full speed. Even the soft ticking sounds that the gears make kind
of soothe me and I do need something to relieve the tension I’m feeling.
I am so frustrated that I haven’t had my chance to ask Emma out. I hop on
and head towards the local park. It has a decent bike path that goes
around the perimeter of it.
Why is it that things
never fall into place at the same time? Not just with Emma. Finally
I am at a job that I enjoy, but my home life is shit. It used to be the
other way round. I don’t know what I can possibly do about the whole Max
and Kevin situation. Maybe I should take Pete up on his offer. He
gave me his brother-in-law’s business card this afternoon. I should give
him a call. I wish I could buy my own place, but that just isn’t possible
at the moment. I just don’t have the deposit money, and probably couldn’t
afford the repayments anyway. Mum did offer a while ago for me to move
back home so that I could save to buy my own place. As logical as that
sounds, I just can’t see myself living back there long term. I moved out
so long ago, I don’t know if I could cope with living by my parents’ rules
again. But then I wouldn’t have to follow teenage rules, would I?
I’m a lot older so it would be different now… nah, I just don’t see
that being a feasible plan.
So I think I will
have to rent, but renting on my own? That would be expensive. Maybe
I could find another share house or something. I don’t look forward to
that prospect either.
Distracted by my
thoughts
weight out of the corner of my eye so I turn back. He is staring at me
and I blush. I mouth “sorry” to him for the second time in as many days,
while I continue to listen to the phone. He waits for a few seconds more,
but when he sees that I’m going to be a while longer, he does a little drum
roll with his hands on the top of the reception desk, rocks back on his feet
then heads over to the elevator. When he’s in the elevator he faces me
and gives me a wave as I give him an apologetic smile.
As soon as he’s gone,
the phone’s mostly one-sided phone conversation abruptly ends.
Typical! I practically run to the elevator. I press the call button
more times than is needed and impatiently tap my foot as the elevator slowly
makes its way to ground level. But once I get on the street I find Seth
is nowhere to be seen. I have an overwhelming sense of déjà vu, except
this time I was the one running for the elevator.
Seth
I attempt to ask Emma
out again at home time. I stand in front of her desk as she talks to
someone on the phone. It’s apparent that she’s not on a personal call but
it is also apparent that the call is not about to end anytime soon. After
a few minutes I start to feel self-conscious and impatient. Emma looks up
and mouths “sorry” at me and I have to blink twice as I watch her perfectly
glossed lips move, oh how I would like to touch those, preferably with my own.
I wait a little while
longer, and then give up. When I’m in the elevator I give her a wave and
she gives me back a beautiful smile that reaches her perfect emerald eyes.
I distractedly reach
my car and manage to find my way home. Of course as soon as I enter the
front door I wish I wasn’t there. Max is sitting in his usual spot like a
zombie, but at least he’s using the headphones that I got him. I don’t
think he notices me walking by and I don’t bother to stop to say hello.
Instead, I go to my room and change into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt,
deciding to go for a bike ride. Anything’s better than hanging around
here and Kevin’s not home so I guess we won’t be having that chat either.
When I reach the
garage I find that my bike has a few cobwebs on it. It’s been a while
since I rode. I get a rag and wipe it down. I know should ride it
more often. I love the freedom you feel when you are on the back of a
bike at full speed. Even the soft ticking sounds that the gears make kind
of soothe me and I do need something to relieve the tension I’m feeling.
I am so frustrated that I haven’t had my chance to ask Emma out. I hop on
and head towards the local park. It has a decent bike path that goes
around the perimeter of it.
Why is it that things
never fall into place at the same time? Not just with Emma. Finally
I am at a job that I enjoy, but my home life is shit. It used to be the
other way round. I don’t know what I can possibly do about the whole Max
and Kevin situation. Maybe I should take Pete up on his offer. He
gave me his brother-in-law’s business card this afternoon. I should give
him a call. I wish I could buy my own place, but that just isn’t possible
at the moment. I just don’t have the deposit money, and probably couldn’t
afford the repayments anyway. Mum did offer a while ago for me to move
back home so that I could save to buy my own place. As logical as that
sounds, I just can’t see myself living back there long term. I moved out
so long ago, I don’t know if I could cope with living by my parents’ rules
again. But then I wouldn’t have to follow teenage rules, would I?
I’m a lot older so it would be different now… nah, I just don’t see
that being a feasible plan.
So I think I will
have to rent, but renting on my own? That would be expensive. Maybe
I could find another share house or something. I don’t look forward to
that prospect either.
Distracted by my
thoughts
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