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old paper aroma. Our table is in the corner by a huge picture window. It’s round and large enough to seat about fifteen people. It’s made of a dark wood that’s been seasoned with carvings of initials and profanity. I plop down my stuff and take out all of my books for each class. We get to work, deciding to start with science and end with composition. That way we can do the final drafts of our papers at home.
“The science is so easy. I thought this was supposed to be college,” Kirk comments.
“It’s not too bad. I agree,” I add, rummaging around in my goth messenger bag for a pencil. I can feel his eyes on me, trying to figure me out after the incident with Vito and Ronnie earlier. I find my pencil and sit up to start my work.
“So, are you going to tell me about your friends ?” Kirk air quotes friends.
“What’s to tell?” I stare at him evenly, challengingly. I am NOT going to spill my guts to Kirk about people breaking into my house, my father’s real occupation, and being a vegetable in Chicago. No. I. Won’t. Like Antonio said, “ People should only know what they need to know .”
“Come on…” he urges.
“The big guy, Vito? His best friend is marrying my sister.”
I go back to organizing my bag in an attempt to end the conversation.
“That’s it ?”
“That’s it,” I repeat , uninterested.
“There has to be more to it than that.”
“Why?” I ask, pissed. One of the note books in my bag gave me a paper cut.
“I ’m a good judge of people, and I sense two things.” Kirk says matter-of-factly. “One, Vito is not some mild mannered college boy, and two, he’s in love with you.”
“ Kirk, come on,” I sigh. “Listen. We have a history, but not the kind you’re thinking, okay? That’s all I can tell you. Now, get your stuff out,” I order.
Kirk drops it , but I don’t think he’s done questioning me.
Chapter 7
Vito
Ronnie and I follow the same path as Erin and her fuckin’ weasel-ass-boy-toy until they veer off towards the library. Is she seeing that kid? She didn’t even introduce him.
“We’re joining a study group,” I murmur to Ronnie.
“What? Are you crazy? I made it eighteen years without ever being in a study group.”
“Shut the fuck up, we’re joining.” I say to him, trying to control the swirling fog of confusion in my head.
*****
“Dude, you’re early. We don’t need to leave for another half an hour,” Tonio says. I don’t even remember getting out of my car, climbing the steps to his house, and walking in.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I toss at him.
“Huh? Tell you what?”
“Why didn’t you fuckin’ tell me she was coming back?” I spit.
“Who the fuck are you talking about?” Antonio spits back, aggravated.
“The kid.”
“What kid?”
“Yo u know what kid, Megan’s sister!” I say, like Antonio is a fucking dummy.
“Oh, that. Yeah. She decided to do some fancy new program that the scho ol is running. High school kids in college or some shit like that.”
I turn away from him. I’m angry. It was such a shock to see her.
“What didn’t you tell me?” I ask softly, trying to keep my cool.
“I don’t know. Shit happens. I didn’t think to tell you. I ’ve got a lot going on with Pop, Megan, and just... shit. What’s the problem?”
“Nothin’.”
“Well. It doesn’t sound like nothin’!” Antonio raises his voice and then pauses, thinking. “I’ve asked you this before, and you told me no. I’m gonna ask you again and you better be fuckin’ honest with me. Do you have a thing for Erin?!”
I turn to him. I can’t speak , but my face must say it all because he punches me in the jaw.
Thwack!
The sting reverberates in my head, and I rub the side of my face.
“She is fuckin’ fifteen ! You’re eighteen! What the fuck is wrong with you?” Antonio shouts through clenched teeth.
Feet quickly pad down the stairs.
“Tonio! What is
“The science is so easy. I thought this was supposed to be college,” Kirk comments.
“It’s not too bad. I agree,” I add, rummaging around in my goth messenger bag for a pencil. I can feel his eyes on me, trying to figure me out after the incident with Vito and Ronnie earlier. I find my pencil and sit up to start my work.
“So, are you going to tell me about your friends ?” Kirk air quotes friends.
“What’s to tell?” I stare at him evenly, challengingly. I am NOT going to spill my guts to Kirk about people breaking into my house, my father’s real occupation, and being a vegetable in Chicago. No. I. Won’t. Like Antonio said, “ People should only know what they need to know .”
“Come on…” he urges.
“The big guy, Vito? His best friend is marrying my sister.”
I go back to organizing my bag in an attempt to end the conversation.
“That’s it ?”
“That’s it,” I repeat , uninterested.
“There has to be more to it than that.”
“Why?” I ask, pissed. One of the note books in my bag gave me a paper cut.
“I ’m a good judge of people, and I sense two things.” Kirk says matter-of-factly. “One, Vito is not some mild mannered college boy, and two, he’s in love with you.”
“ Kirk, come on,” I sigh. “Listen. We have a history, but not the kind you’re thinking, okay? That’s all I can tell you. Now, get your stuff out,” I order.
Kirk drops it , but I don’t think he’s done questioning me.
Chapter 7
Vito
Ronnie and I follow the same path as Erin and her fuckin’ weasel-ass-boy-toy until they veer off towards the library. Is she seeing that kid? She didn’t even introduce him.
“We’re joining a study group,” I murmur to Ronnie.
“What? Are you crazy? I made it eighteen years without ever being in a study group.”
“Shut the fuck up, we’re joining.” I say to him, trying to control the swirling fog of confusion in my head.
*****
“Dude, you’re early. We don’t need to leave for another half an hour,” Tonio says. I don’t even remember getting out of my car, climbing the steps to his house, and walking in.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I toss at him.
“Huh? Tell you what?”
“Why didn’t you fuckin’ tell me she was coming back?” I spit.
“Who the fuck are you talking about?” Antonio spits back, aggravated.
“The kid.”
“What kid?”
“Yo u know what kid, Megan’s sister!” I say, like Antonio is a fucking dummy.
“Oh, that. Yeah. She decided to do some fancy new program that the scho ol is running. High school kids in college or some shit like that.”
I turn away from him. I’m angry. It was such a shock to see her.
“What didn’t you tell me?” I ask softly, trying to keep my cool.
“I don’t know. Shit happens. I didn’t think to tell you. I ’ve got a lot going on with Pop, Megan, and just... shit. What’s the problem?”
“Nothin’.”
“Well. It doesn’t sound like nothin’!” Antonio raises his voice and then pauses, thinking. “I’ve asked you this before, and you told me no. I’m gonna ask you again and you better be fuckin’ honest with me. Do you have a thing for Erin?!”
I turn to him. I can’t speak , but my face must say it all because he punches me in the jaw.
Thwack!
The sting reverberates in my head, and I rub the side of my face.
“She is fuckin’ fifteen ! You’re eighteen! What the fuck is wrong with you?” Antonio shouts through clenched teeth.
Feet quickly pad down the stairs.
“Tonio! What is
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