The Far Side

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  • Published: 9 Jan 2014
  • Updated: 16 Feb 2014
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You always hear about teenage girls and their perfect men, falling madly in love and living happily ever after. But what of us teenage boys? Do we not get a lovely romance tale?
Well, I did. Some places I wouldn't call it lovely, and in others I would call it pure bliss. And trust me, if you think you women have it rough and find it hard to find the love of your life, then wait till you hear my story. For guys, it's a lot different!


12. Bring Down the Bricks

Winter's gone. Spring is here. The warmth is starting to burst through the retched gloomy clouds and the sun is warming it's engines over the sky. Me and Jess are still the greatest of friends, my feelings for her are gone. Water under the bridge. And I feel better, more lax, less stress as to will she like me. Duncan is now scared of me, and so are most other kids. A couple have tried to have a go, but they get no where. Rather funny to watch the look on their faces as they look up at me from the floor. Speaking of which, Ian is strengthening my body as I planned. I now see a bit of muscle on my arms, still now six pack though; yet rather not over do it, eh? Cricket is going swell too, I can now bat and the most runs I've scored in one game is 34, not bad at all. Not the champion and magic number "100", but it's teenage village cricket, it won't get any higher for me I don't think. Although, it's not all joy for me. Our vicar left the church in our village, sad times. He was such a good man at heart, funny as well surprisingly. And now my dad has to be running around to look after the church with another group of folks and worryingly no more services anymore. Well, a prayer on my knee makes my demon flee. Doesn't have to be at church.

Another lunchtime and as always, homework in the library with Jess. Who else? She had her head down, gripped by her chemistry book and pencil wriggling away. She had her tongue out of her mouth in thought; that always made me grin, just her own little habit. I went back to my own book to only be clicked back up.

"OH!" she called. I sprang my neck up at her.

"What?" I asked.

"I forgot to tell you!" she started, "Kari invited you to her 16th next week. She said you're invited to bring alcohol and it's no theme." A party?! ME?

"Say what?... A party!? Me?" I questioned in astonishment.

"Yeah, why not? You're not the little freak you once used to be."

"Hm. True. And is there no alcohol provided there then?" never really had any contact with alcohol outside of the house. Oh God, people are going to bring vodka and fucking stupid spirits to get out of their heads aren't they?...

"No there isn't. It's alright, I won't have much. I'm not there to get 'smashed' like some twats that are going." ah, she sees sense.

"Me neither." Well well! My first proper teen party. This was going to be interesting. Very much so.

I got home, but Jess was at the dentist. So I made do with Dave, my right hand man. We liked a bit of banter now and then and he too was a gamer; although he is much better at all games than I am. I called him up on skype.

"Oi oi Tana." he called back.

"Alright wank chops." See, told we had a bit of banter. Sometimes a bit of bromance too...

"By the way." he said, "have you heard about Kari's party next week?" he asked, as if he gloated to say he was invited and expected that I hadn't. Joke's on him...

"Yeah! Course!" in your face David Langley!

"Oh... Is Jess going too?"

"Yeahhh... why do you ask?" Why was he even asking? Hmm... Where was he going with this?

"Well, you two seem to be... close friends." he muttered.


"Why are you two not going out yet dude?!?!" Whoa. Where did that come from?

"Excuse me?"

"You two are ALWAYS in the library together! You have been for the past 5 months or so! Why don't you just go ask her out, Christ sake!" that's an uncomfortable and awkward topic you brought up there Dave. You truly have.

"I see her as a sister. She sees me as a brother. I'm not into going out with relatives, thank you."

"Ooo! Sister! Oooo!" he replied in sarcasm.

"Shut up you pile of wank." I retaliated. There was a long pause, that fricking silence came back!

"Well," he interrupted, "let's say Tana, that she has fancied you for the past few months you've been hanging out and she asked you out at the party or before or after or any other time, what would you do?" I stopped. I paused for a long long while. "Tana? What would you do?!" I didn't answer, still pondering. "TANA?" I lost my patience.

"I DON'T KNOW!..." I bellowed. But I didn't know. What if she did ask me out, what would I do?! What would I do? I sighed again "I don't know..."


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