Good Times

I wrote this in a couple hours. Then I went back and added quotation marks to the dialogue, which is a first for me. I have been reading Hemingway's short stories recently, and Chad Kultgen.

I call my girl. She answers the phone still half asleep. "Long day," she says.
I was calling to remind her of our date. She asks me, "How could I ever forget?". I ride my bike to her house, and an hour later she comes out of her room dressed simply in a blue tank top, that drew attention to her perfect tits, and tight blue jeans that highlight her great ass. Her black hoodie was over her shoulder. She had on the black low top Chuck's I had when I was a kid that I gave to her when I was cleaning my room. I got off the couch, where I was playing Dreamcast with her little brother. "You look fucking gorgeous," I say as she kisses me and says "Hi!". She was wearing the fruity smelling body spray I like so much, and I was already horny as fuck, so I kiss her again. In her room, the evening sun is cutting through the window that your bed is under. On it there was two pillows; one for her, the other's mine. Her feather comforter was messy with a pile of clothes on top of it. That's where I'm trying to get her as I push back into her room while we're still kissing. We take a step back, she stops, saying, "Not now, not now!" She tilts her head back to look me in the eye, then over at her brother. We laugh because he paused his game to watch us make out.

We're in her car, wippin' around town, smoking a blunt. I promise her we can listen to Tragic Kingdom after I hear The Don Killuminati.
"Whatever," she says.
"Hey you lost fair and square."
"Just tell me how to get there." She asks.
After we get lost, we finally park where we see a long row of cars lined up on the side of the road. "I guess this is it," I say. She touches up her makeup while I roll another blunt. "Oh my god! You are so fuckin' sexy." I tell her. I can't help but kiss her, so I do. She kisses me back, then starts to rub my cock, which is bulging in my pants. She laughs so I know that she's in love me. "We should go," I say, she put her hoodie on.

When we get out of the car the moon is up in the clear summer night, and the stars are bright. We cross the wide road. I see people walk down a dark path just off the road in front of me. My vision adjusts to the night as we make our way down the path to the river. There is thick blackberry bushes as tall as me on either side and the path is narrow so we can't hold hands. Instead she walks in front of me. She knows I'm staring at her ass, so she adds a little twist to her hips as she walks. Tall trees with coarse branches, and thick leaves block the starry moonlight leaving the patch pitch black. There is fine layer of dusty golden sand on the ground, underneath it the ground is dry and cracked. We wander down the path in the darkness for a few minutes. We come out on the bank of the river. The water is low, and large tree stumps, branches, and other debris is littered high up on the shore from when the water floods during winter. Across the river trees dot the bank, and thick brush reaches up the dark hill to a quiet road.

There is already a buch of people gathered. In the center of the clearing a huge bonfire is lit, crackling and spitting as the flames rose high into the night. A group of guys walk out of some brush, each carrying as much wood as possible. After they pile the wood next to the fire they dust there hands off and fill there cups at the keg. Through the fire-light I see ray walking towards me.
"Dude, wut's up?" He asks shaking my hand, "Glad you made it!"
"Yeah well, what kinda friend would I be if I missed your birthday?"
"Who's this?" He asks, looking my girl up and down, licking his lips, rubbing his hands together.
Ray is a big mexican with bad acne scars, and he's a shirt tugger too so I'm not to worried about him fucking my girl. He gets hella pussy because he drives a Benz. Tonight is his twenty first birthday.
I introduce the two of them. Ray kisses her hand gently, my girl looks at me and giggles.
"Wasted already are we?" I ask.
"Fuck yeah! Go get one bitch." Rays says to me.
"It's cool, I got it," said my girl and walked away to the keg. Ray stares at her ass and hips with the extra twist 'cause she knows I'm watching.
"Admire, but don't look too long," I say.
"Dude she fine," Ray tells me. "How long y'all been together?"
"Awhile."
Ray turns and squints his eyes into the darkness, where people are walking out of where the path opens to the clearing.
"Catch ya' later dawg," he says, then takes off.
My girl walks up just as I spot Travis in the crowd. She puts a cup filled with beer in my hand. "I saw Alexus over there," she says pointing over past the fire to the water's edge, "Come on," and she grabs my hand and begins to pull me in that direction.
"Hold on, I'll meet you in a sec'," I say, and she gives me a kiss before walking away.

Travis doesn't see me as I walk into him from behind. He turns quick with a fuck you look on his face, then sees it's me. "Aww shit! Wut up dawg?" He says and gives me a warm embrace.
"Nuthin, man. Where the fuck you been?"
"Here, there, everywhere."
I notice that he is wearing the same MJ Bulls Jersey, and Faded blue jeans. His shoes are dirtier too.
I turn to Ray, who Travis was talking too. "Hey last time I was with this motherfucker we were in Roundtable Pizza, and some old man was cleaning out the change machine and all the arcades. And this guy grabs the fucking bag of quarters and a stack of ones off the table and books while the old man was bent down at some arcade." I'm pointing to Travis, he and Ray are both laughing, "Man, he fuckin left me standin' there inside. The old man got up and we both watched him run down the fuckin street with the money, through the window."
"What'd the old geezer do?" Travis asks with a concerned smile.
"He just turned to me and asked what was going on. I told him I had no fuckin Idea, then walked out. the old man just kinda stood there," I tell him laughing because I'm remembering it all over again.
"Dude that's fucking tight!" Says Travis. He and Ray are still laughing hard, they tap there cups together and do a "Cheers!".

Im with Travis, and we're standing on a mound just above the fire. I spark the blunt I rolled in the car, hit it, then pass it to him. We're standind in the shadows chocking on the blunt when we hear the crowd of partiers yell and scream. We look down to where they are and see everyone in a tight circle, and everyone is looking in the center. Guys are screaming, "YEAH!", and girls are screaming, "WHOOOO!", but I can't see what everyone's watching. "Wonder what's going on," I say. The noise quiets down as the blunt goes to ashes completely. Travis and I walk back down to the sea of people. Another group of people is lighting a fire at the edge of the water, and the first one is burning bright. I find my girl still with Alexis.
"Yo what the fuck was that about?" I ask her.
"Oh some skeezy little hoe was givin Ray a blowjob in front of everybody," she says. I laugh and shake my head. Moments later I see a young blonde girl, who has to be a minor. She's in tears, bawling, her friend has her arm around her. They walk past me towards the dark path back to the road, and her friend is whispering to her the whole time. I figure she must be the poor girl who just got turned out for amusement.

When Larry shows walks out into the clearing in all red the party's jumpin. 187 Proof is blasting from a boombox nearby. I'm on my second beer. The two guys Larry is with are also dressed in red. One is a white kid, the other is some mexican kid. Travis is sitting against a sump, I.m standing next to him. He's still taller than me even though he leaning back. My girl give's Travis a smoke then lights one for us to share. The crowd of people in front of us suddenly breaks apart, and out running comes some white kid running looking scared to death. Larry and his mexican hommie run up from behind, Larry grabs the back of his shirt and pulls him back in the direction his fist is coming. The punch lands on kid's face, Larry's hommie pushes kid to the ground. The kid's on the ground, and Larry and homeboy are on him again. Kid pulls a schank out to cut Larry and his homeboy loose. Some people are watching this happen, while others don't realize it's going on. Travis jumps up to run over and kick the kid in the head, knocking him out cold. Larry and homeboy cleaned the kids clock, and Travis's kick probably gave kid a concussion. Larry picked up the knife and put it in his pocket. The kid came to and said something to homeboy. Homeboy picks up a big smooth stone, raising it above his head to strike the kid on the ground. I yell, "Don't! You're gonna fuckin kill him." I say to him because no one came here to see that. My girl is watching with her mouth open. Homeboy and Larry look at me. Larry doesn't say anything so homeboy throws the rock into the dark brush. "Dude, wut's up?" Larry asks.
"Nuthin. You?"
"Same ol'. You seen NIGGA T. around lately?"
"Naw. You?"
"Yeah, he 'bout to get locked up though."
"No shit. Tell him I say wut's up, next time you see him."
"Hey Travis thanks Dawg." Says Larry.
"Hey fsho!" Says Travis laughing.
That's when my girl whispers, "Let's get the fuck outta here!"
"Later fellas," I say, and its back up the dark path to the car. We pass a couple Sheriffs on the way up. The tell us to get lost, ASAP.

Back at her house her mom's gone. We tiptoe to bed, where I try to give her a kiss that says everything I can't. It works, so we fuck for the rest of the night. In the morning I wake up disappointed because I only get her off once the whole night. All she can do is tell me how much she loves me.