Just a Freak

"Hello, Riley."

I raised my vision up to Caleb and smiled weakly.

"Hey, K."

"You haven't been in school much..." He started chewing on his sleeve. "Are you sick?"

I shook my head.

"Just been skipping."

"Why?"

Something about Caleb was bothering me. Something about him seemed annoying. Something about him seemed young. Naive. Done.

"I have a boyfriend?"

Caleb's eyes brightened. "Really? Wow. Who?"

"Dirk Donner."

"The Junior?"

"Yup."

"I've heard bad things about him."

I rolled my eyes and floated over to K's CD collection.

"Well, ignore them," I growled. "Dirk is awesome. He calls me Sunshine."

"That's sweet."

"Yeah." I went back to Caleb's bed and flopped down on it, propping my dirty sneakers up on the footboard. "We're pretty hardcore."

"That's, uh, that's cool."

I looked over and stared at Caleb. For a long time.

I'm not really sure why.

I started getting that empty feeling again, though.

Me and K watched the Rocky Horror Picture Show.

It was pretty fucking amazing.

We watched it three times before I left.

We kept rewinding the Time Warp to figure out the dance.

By the sixth time we got it down.

We kick ass at it.

I don't think I could imagine doing something like learn the Time Warp with anyone but Caleb.

I don't know why.

I just can't.

When I got home I showed my Mom.

She thought it was cute.

She got all weird about me watching the movie, though.

She though it was too old for me.

Pfft, uh, Mom?

I gave a sixteen-year-old a blowjob a few nights ago.

I think I might be safe from the big, bad Transylvanian Transvestites.

Wow, I'm so glad I didn't actually tell her that.

She would have sent me to an all girls boarding school.

That would've sucked.

I hate girls.

I really think I do.

The only people I find myself getting along with are dudes, you know?

Maybe I really am a dude.

Like, one of those transsexuals.

I have no idea.

I'm just really odd.