just yesterday i was dumped for the first time in my life
Background information:
i live in north carolina, usa, on a little barrier island called 'emerald isle'.

Dramatis Personae:
Me- your humble narrator, 14 years old. i take strattera to control my ADD, and zoloft to *try* to counteract the mellowing effect of the strattera that is so extreme on me. hence, i am not shy at all and very outgoing and stupid until it comes to anything serious at which point i am diffident and shy.
Angie- the first girlfriend i've ever had. we've been a unit for nearly seven months and, although foolish teenagers we are, i think i love her. i lost my virginity to her. she is seventeen. she greatly opposes smoking, drinking, drugs, and most sex.
Curtis- an eighteen year old on vacation from ohio (a long way away-she will never see him again after this saturday, when he leaves.). he smokes and otherwise doesn't seem to responsible. his hair looks like gene wilder's from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. this is the only thing i think is cool about him.
Ricky-a friend of curtis', on vacation with him. not much of a player in this story
Ryan- Curtis' little brother
Richard- my good friend (despite his old age) next-door neighbor. i do his yard work.
Food Lion- a local grocery store
Art Camp- a little kids' morning art camp that lasts from 9:00-12:00 monday through thursday this week. I am volunteering there as a counselor.
The Pier- i live on an island, so naturally there is at least one fishing pier. this is where all the teenagers hang out, because there is nothing else to do for twenty miles.

finally, the story:
. Curtis, Ricky, and Ryan are vacationing from ohio. on sunday or monday, angie meets them at food lion, where she is working. because they listen to the same music as her, she naturally thinks they are cool. they plan to meet at the pier on monday or tuesday at the pier to hang out. Angie finally coaxes me into running to the pier with her from her house and meeting these people. i usually don't like people, so i am reluctant. at the pier, angie is clearly digging curtis and talking about music with ricky and curtis, leaving me out. i don't really mind much because i don't like people and this is my usual place in group conversations. I have to go home soon so i leave, and angie insists on going to the beach with curtis and ricky. god knows what they did at the beach.
. Tuesday night: i speak with angie over the internet. she says she is doing nothing on wednesday. i don't believe her, and eventually get her to say that she is going to the movies "by herself". i don't believe this either, but she probably wouldn't have told me that she was planning on going to the movies with curtis if she didn't need me to go with her (so she would be allowed by her guardians to go, as they didn't want her going to the movies by herself). of course i agree and she is excited to go to the movies with Curtis, Ryan, and Ricky.
. Wednesday:
I was picked up at art camp at noon by my brother, who says that my mother couldn't pick me up because Richard was being taken to the hospital in an ambulance fifteen minutes earlier.
. Note: until late wednesday night, i wasn't sure if Richard is alive, so i have a thing or two on my mind. turns out he's okay, was conscious when walking out to the ambulance, and never ended up having the cardiac arrest that seemed imminent, as his left arm hurt and he felt dizzy.
. I go to the movies with angie about ten minutes upon arriving and finding out about richard. Angie doesn't seem to care about the fact that my neighbor could be dead, or the fact that i brought her a birdhouse i built and painted for her in art camp. we meet curtis and friends at the theatre and go in to see Shrek 2. Angie strategically places herself so she is sitting next to Curtis and nobody else, with me on the other side of curtis and then ryan and ricky, who played with his lighter for most of the movie. Naturally, i pay close attention to angie and curtis' interaction throughout the movie. they hold hands. this pains me, but i do nothing. i can't quite tell if they're doing anything else until angie fetches her lip gloss, which is a sure sign that she is planning on or already done with some heavy kissing. oh shit. i see them kiss, and i still do nothing because i'm diffident when it comes to anything serious. eventually i get the nerve to act like i'm going to the bathroom, and when i get back i sit behind them and kick their chair the next time they kiss. the fuckheads don't even notice that i kicked their chair and try again to kiss. i probably should have kicked it harder, but i kicked it more softly. they didn't do much for the rest of the movie. needless to say, i didn't catch much of the movie. when the movie gets out, i make it obvious that i am not happy/in a bad mood/indifferent to her/fucking pissed and i think she still didn't realise that i noticed her. her friend works in the theater, and she speaks with her friend 'in private'(probably gloating about it), shooing me away. curtis walks up to join in the conversation and angie doesn't mind. this pisses me off to no extent. angie hasn't seemed too repentant about it except when she thought i had told her guardians about the ordeal, and the fact that she went to see the strange boys her guardians didn't like; ipso facto, i am considering telling her guardians. nothing much else interesting happened. we are currently split.
it ends up, i believe, that it was never mentioned to curtis that i was angie's boyfriend.

not sorry about the length. i guess i really don't mind if nobody reads this; i just needed to get it out. there are five or six visions of this that have been engraved into my head. since then, i've drawn a picture of a gamecube with a hand coming from the side and a person with strange bodyparts. blah.
(Corn Dog, Fri 18 Jun 2004, 2:44, Reply)