Monday, October 11, 2010

telling it like it is

Who the fuck was that? Casey kept thinking as he made his way home, just find an empty fridge. The milk had soured.

He'd been so busy lately. He couldn't think straight. That was it.

Work. Rehearsals. Gigs. Thank god, he wasn't famous or it would have really been bad.

He fell back on his bed then. He thought of that fat girl in the basement. Who was she? And why was she there?

He knew he was suppose to know, but he didn't. He really hadn't a clue. Was she from the school?

There were just too many faces. To remember. Maybe she knew Cameron. No, Sarah was always with Cameron now. They were tight. More than best friends, he thought. He got on his cell then and called Sarah.

"Can you talk?" He heard giggling in the background.

"What's up?" She asked. It was dinner time, wasn't it? They hadn't spent that long with going over songs at Spencer's.

"Nothing." He was quiet then. "Look, do you remember ever meeting a fat girl?" He hated to say the word 'fat', but it was true.

"No." She answered.

"Shit." He closed his eyes hard.


"I dunno. I'm-I'm not sure. But-but I guess I'm suppose to know her. From somewhere." He apologized for calling and hung up. Just then his cell buzzed. It was Benny.

"You idiot," Benny just said. "You just let your biggest fan get away."

"What?" Casey rose up on his elbow. "What are you talking about?"

"You should be shot!" Benny exaggerated.

"Come on." Casey winced.

"You fucked her and forget about her." Benny told him. "You haven't changed, Casey. You haven't changed at all."


Cafe Fashionista said...

Band boys are always so crazy - and girl-obsessed. :/

Syed said...

Oh dear, well that is quite something to forget!

meg said...

oh my goodness. Casey might a lose screw.

She is Sara said...

Wow I can't believe he just forgot about her like that!