Captain Jack II.
I spent another day with Jack. =]. I was in town trying to get my report card/ job. He called me around 12:30 PM. He sounded sad at first. He asked me if I wanted to come over after I was done with my job stuff. 20 minutes later, when KFC seemed too busy && Wendy’s didn’t do stuff on Friday, I called him back and told him I was coming over. I went in and we watched a few stuff on Youtube. A bunch of it were spify car tricks. He was suddenly like “You want to go fishing?” Being that I’m an A.D.D. wannabe, with NO patience, I feared I wouldn’t be good at fishing, and be rather bored. But… being that he was Jack… I went along with it. He went outside and asked his uncle and his friends if we could go. Being that they went to town, or something rather, we waited a little. 20 or 30 minutes later, turns out they were waiting for us the whole time. Jack raced them to the pond, fishing poles && fishing box in the back seat. We won. =D. We set ourselves up. He gave me a pole. I’ve held a few fishing poles in my life, throwing them into the water with bait and everything, but never quite actually caught a fish. He showed me a simple way. “When the bobber goes down, yank the string sideways, so they won’t escape.” Turns out, I caught my first fish only minutes later. I was happy and bouncy. I pulled my phone out and took a picture with it. I kept smiling, standing between Jack and one of his uncle’s friends who bitched about the cat fish and how Jack had caught a cat fish on one of the his poles the day previous. Its like cat fish were like 10 points in the book of records, like a speical reward. The first two hours we were there, I had caught a total of 14 fish, keeping only one for later, before realizing that it was hot as hell and Jack wanted a drink. So we went to a store. I called my g-ma && dad while I waited for him to get drinks. I was still talking on the phone with my g-ma when we were back at the pond. I told her I would call her back when I got home [which I didnt] and got off the phone. For the next two hours, we started to go back and forth about fishing. I caught at least 30 fish, and kept a total of 7. He started to tease me and I tried to tease him back. “Where are those fish Rae?” “In the cooler” [For later]. “Where are the fish that you’re supposed to be catching?” “…. Jerk.” =]. I kept smiling and glancing between him and the bobber the whole time. At about 6, We had decided to leave the pond. We still needed to “clean the fish” aka: deskin && pull apart. Sigh. We went back to the house, and started to pull apart, until we did a shitty job. His uncle came out and helped us pull the fish apart. For about 30 minutes we basically ended up watching his uncle do the dirty work. I had fish guts all over me && reeked of fish and sweat. I needed a shower. He offered me his && some clothes that he didn’t wear anymore. I showered && got dressed. Because he had fish on him, I was quite shocked && stunned to see him without a shirt. I tried not to look, being that I couldn’t stop blushing. We cooked and ate the fish that we caught. I didn’t help cook, though. I was just kinda there for that before I took a shower. I watched him make a dip for our fish and fries consisting of ketchup & lemon stuff and spices. It turned out to be good. We ate and talked about food. =D. He left to do something, when his mom came in to work on the computer. His mother and I had small talk about something she did this morning, about her cell phone and the bill. It was pretty interesting. 8:30 comes around and he decided to want to share that he wants to see Wanted… at 10:40. My curfew is 10. So… instantly I knew I couldn’t go. But i called my mom and asked anyways. It was a no. Which didn’t bother me. I had spent the past two days with him && him with me. He called one of his other friends to see if they wanted to go with him. Turns out she was going to call him and ask if he wanted to go with her. He decided he needed to take a shower and get ready for said event. I was getting my stuff together when he decided to show me his Gem collection. All the stones were shiny, small, expensive, and for the mostly part, really pretty. His g-ma had worked hard to get like 10000 stones. All real. All really pretty, even though I’ve already said it. I pointed out my favorites && left at 9:20. Sigh. I went home all happy and bouncy. My mom asked: “Did you get laid?” XD. I laughed and declined. My little sister bitched that she smelled his mother’s cigarett smoke on the clothes I was wearing, and changed clothes. I couldn’t stop smiling. I decided that… If I didn’t like this kid before. I like this kid now. =]
