Addicted to Plush Brian Haner JR

Me and all the guys sat around Matt's backyard. Drinking beer and talking. All I could think of was my lunch date I had with Jenn. She was very sweet. Timid. Also very uneasy it seemed.

Matt: another beer Gates?

Brian: not yet.

Johnny: when the fuck are we going to Big Bear?

Zacky: good question.

Brian: who invited you assholes?

I smirked.

Zacky: my good friend Matt Sanders. You know the owner of the cabin.

His fake smile was very forced.

Jimmy: I don't know if I want to go.

Matt: why not?

Jimmy shrugged.

Zacky: it will be rad if Melly and James can make it.

Brian: they're waiting on us.

Matt: what do you mean?

Brian: to let them know when we're going.

Matt: oh right.

Zacky: I'm hungry.

Brian: no surprise there.

He flipped me off.

Jimmy: we should fire up the grill.

Johnny: hell yeah.

Matt: we have to go to the store first. I don't have shit for food.

Brian: I'll go.

Zacky: me too.

Matt: cool we can get everything else ready.

Brian: what? Push a button to turn the grill on?

Matt smiled and shook his head. Me and ZV headed out. After making a list, kinda.

Zacky: why do you think Jim doesn't want to go to Big Bear?

Brian: cause you're going.

Zacky: whatever dude, he hates how loud you fuckin' snore.

Brian: I can't help it.

Zacky: plus you're feet smell horrible.

Brian: my feet. Zack you better check yourself.

Zacky: fine fine. Matt's feet.

We both laughed a bit.

Brian: he should fabreeze that shit.

Zacky: hell yeah.

We entered the store and went to our "shopping".

Zacky: hot dogs. We should get hot dogs. They're so good. I haven't had one in a while dude. It sounds so good.

Brian: ok man calm down.

I followed him around the store.

Zacky: whens the last time you've had a really good hot dog with all the fuckin' trimmings?

Brian: I don't know.

Zacky: gaw I can't remember the last time I've had a properly prepared dog.

Brian: that so.

Zacky: with the mustard, ketchup, onions, relish, kraut.

Brian: yeah.

Zacky: we need to get some hot dogs.

Brian: ok.

He droned on with the hot dogs. Lord knows I don't really care. He would grab things and throw them in the basket.

Brian: dude. Enough about the hot dogs.

Zacky: sorry.

We continued.

Brian: how much shit are we getting?

Zacky: whatever Johnny wrote down.

Brian: can you even read that?

Zacky: I can pretend.

He looked into the coolers where the meat was kept. I watched my friend. Pick one up. Put it down. Pick it up. Put it down. Another up. Then down. The contents of our basket confused me.

Brian: what do we need taco shells for?

Zacky: oh those are for my house.

Alright pre-planning dinner.

Brian: I'm sure Matt has mustard and ketchup.

Zacky: better safe then sorry.

Brian: I think you're an impulse buyer.

Zacky shrugged.

Zacky: we should get ribs.

Brian: and you think with your stomach.

Zacky: sometimes we don't always think with our head.

Brian: what does that mean?

He gave me a funny look.

Zacky: just that, we don't always use our brains. That's all I meant by it.

Brian: right...sorry.

Zacky: no its cool.

He frowned and went back to looking at the meat. This woman I don't even know that well yet is going to make me turn on my friends. I can feel it. I'll get so knee deep in shit. I know. Its just how its going to be. They'll want me to do the right thing. And I won't.

Brian: I think I met someone.

Zacky: huh?

Brian: I think I met someone.

A grin stretched across his face.

Zacky: you either meet people or you don't. You can't think you met someone. That's just plain stupid.

Brian: you're an asshole.

His laugh caught some attention from people.

Zacky: back at ya.

I shook my head.

Brian: never mind.

Zacky: no no go on. Tell me. You Think you met someone and...

He leaned towards me with annoying smirk on that sometimes annoying face.

Brian: I think I met someone.

His shoulders sagged unentertained.

Zacky: you fuck her?

Brian: nope.

Slowly he looked back at me.

Brian: I don't know her that well. I've only had lunch with her.

Zacky: psh lunch. What a gay thing todo. Lunch is what you do with a friend or family.

Brian: well I want to start as friends with her.

Zacky: when do I get to meet her?

Brian: I don't know.

He rolled his eyes and went back to his search. I sighed. Why did I volunteer to come here with Zacky. I'm not in much a mood for him alone.

Zacky: hey isn't that...Jenn?

Subtly but quickly I looked at where he indicated.

Zacky: Jenn?

She looked around confused. He walked towards her and my feet followed. She smiled at Zacky and gave me a nod.

Jenn: hi guys.

Zacky: what up?

Jenn: not much just doing one of my least favorite things.

She pointed at her baseket.

Jenn: how are you?

Zacky: good. Heard from Jacoby?

Jenn: yes. He's good a little homesick. Brian.

Brian: hi.

Zacky: we're having hot dogs at Matt's you should join us.

How did I know that was going to happen.

Jenn: I don't really like hot dogs.

Zacky: we've got other shit too.

Jenn looked at me for a split second.

Jenn: actually I'm supposed to meet my friend so I can't today maybe another day.

She added a sweet smile. Zacky pouted a bit.

Zacky: tell your friend to come with.

Jenn: she really needs some girl time. Another time Zacky.

Zacky: boo fine.

Jenn: just have Brian call me up he's got my number...or...yeah.

Zacky: yeah...will do.

Jenn: thanks for lunch the other day.

I gave a small nod. Scratching my neck to avoid Zacky.

Jenn: I'll be hearing from you.

She walked off and I looked at Zacky.

Brian: what?

Zacky: you...

He furrowed his brows.

Zacky: nothing. Let's go.

We checked out and left. Jimmy's crazy laughter filled my ears when I walked back into Matt's house.

Zacky: we're back!

Johnny: about time what took so long?

Zacky: we ran into Jenn.

Matt: Jenn like Jacoby Jenn?

Zacky: yes.

Matt: oh cool did you invite her over?

Zacky: yes but she had previous shit going on. Hot dog time!

Jimmy: I hope you bought a shit load of those cause I am fucking hungry dude.

Brian: we did. Zacky made sure of that.

Matt: so about Big Bear.

Brian: yeah?

Matt: I've got some shit I need to take care of this weekend. And Zack don't you got shit?

Zacky: yeah.

Matt: so not this weekend but next weekend.

Brian: two weeks from now then?

Matt: yeah pretty much.

Brian: I'll let Melly and James know.

Matt: its going be fun.

Brian: yeah. It will be relaxing.

Matt: defitnatly. What did Jenn have to say?

Brian: not much. Just grocery shopping.

Matt: cool. Have you seen Melly?

Brian: umm yeah.

Matt: I tried calling her but no one answered. How is she?

Brian: weird.

He looked at me.

Brian: she seemed off last time I saw her.

Matt: think everything is alright?

Brian: she said things were. You think we should take a tent to Big Bear?

Matt: what for?

Brian: shits and giggles.

Matt: go for it.

Brian: I wouldn't mind sleeping outside for a night. Zacky your hot dogs are ready.

Zacky: fuck yes. Dog time.

Brian: fuckin' fat ass.

Zacky: don't care.

We all ate. Zacky was right. Hot dogs were a good choice. Simple yet delicious. She doesn't like hot dogs. I wonder what else she doesn't like. Could be a range of things.