“I think it was John, What an idiot.” We both insulted the Gopher Monkeys a little more, regardless of Rick, a member of the band still being there.
“Hey, I’m in that band!” He said.
“And?” Sara asked, and walked away. Probably to go talk to Jack.
"That was rude.” He said.
“We tend to be that way.” I told him, just to inform him it won’t be the last time this happens. Who knows, maybe if we're rude enough, they will leave. At that second though the thought of Rick leaving saddened me. I’ll just ignore that.
“However, she was really hot, huh?” He asked with a grin on his face. I couldn’t help but to blush a little, since I have liked her for quite some time now.
“No!” I quickly answered.
“Yeah, sure...” He said in a sarcastic tone. I couldn’t tell him he was joking or being honest. “So, is she single?" He asked.
“Yeah, she is. But she wouldn’t go for a guy like you." I told him, in a defensive tone. “What makes you say that?” He asked.
“Well for starters, she's like me; she doesn't like anyone Second, you're in the “Gopher Monkeys”. I said, being very blunt and rude.
“You like her, don’t you?" He asked with a teasing sound in his voice.
“No, I don’t!” I, again, answered quickly.
“I think ya do! You're awfully defensive over this to NOT like her.” He said. “Trust me; I know what I’m talking about.” I couldn’t care less what he had to say. I know my feelings and that’s that. He doesn’t need to know. I would never tell him.
“Why do you even ask”? I was curious.
“Oh, I was just asking?” He said. "Freak", I thought. Why ask things when it’s none of your business? Or if you don't need to know. Though, I myself was wondering more of what he was like. I just kind a rolled my eyes and started to walk away. As I walked away from Rick, I noticed two guys sitting on the couch on the other end of the room. They both looked very angry, with the meanest looks on their faces. I couldn’t help but wonder if that’s how everyone viewed me and my band. Also, they both looked dirty, with one of them in a green torn jacket with dirty spots on it, blue jeans that had holes and looked like paint all over it. The other one had a black beanie hat, and a blue and brown sweater on with holes all through the top of it, and pants also with holes in it. I wondered why they looked so angry, but I decided it was best not to get to know them. I figured they were from the “Mischief Makers”. Then I heard the one without a hat say “What are you looking at?” He had an angry tone in his voice, sounding like he was threatening me. I didn’t see him as a threat. “Want me to go over there and pound you?” I heard the other say.
“I was just walking.” I told them and contuied on my way. I decided to go outside and smoke for a while. That’s always a good way to kill time. I sat outside with my cigarettes enjoying the cool air. I love the feel in October; the air feels more calming to me. I found it hard to relax with the busy streets and traffic. That was one reason I hated New York City; is it was so busy. I want someplace more quiet. I didn’t like being in big crowds or anything. But still, the cool air on my skin felt nice. While I was sitting out there smoking, I couldn’t help but to start to think of Rick. I didn’t know what it was about him that made me always notice him, or why I can’t seem to get him off my mind. Maybe it’s just cause he was the only person I’ve talked to in a while that wasn’t some annoying fan of the band, or Sarah. I dunno. But I hope I forget about him soon enough.
After finishing my pack of cigarettes I laid down on the grass and started to feel a little more relaxed, not thinking about all these other people I didn’t want to deal with. I closed my eyes for just a few seconds till I could feel the presences of someone over me. I opened my eyes and un-expectedly there was Sebastian, standing over me, staring. He had a huge smile on his adorable face.
“Whatcha doing?" He asked me with complete innocence in his voice. For a split second it almost had me fooled, until I remember the brownies and cookies. "Nice act!" I thought. Must have been trained for this kind of thing. Was he a hired killer to get me? Who besides Sarah’s sister would do this? Great! Something else for me to be stuck on. I’ll have to watch everyone carefully to make sure they don’t seem to be up to anything.
“Trying to get away from people like you, and relax for a little while.” I told him wishing that he would get the hint that I didn’t like him. But he just sat there; he wouldn’t move. "Bothersome..." I thought. “Can I help you?” I asked him.
“No, I just enjoy being outside and looking at the nice sky!”