The Legacy of Kilkenny by Devyn Dawson
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ABEL
Surprisingly, Pru and I talked that night for at least an hour. She convinced me that it would be easier to face another day with Julie if I actually rode to school with her. Usually it would be a little odd for a girl to pick up a guy before school, but hey, I’m a liberal dude, equal rights and all. Who wouldn’t want to hop in the coolest car, with its 440 horsepower, orange and black leather seats, and kick-ass stereo? Hell yeah! We spent the next few weeks hanging out and doing everything together. We aren’t dating, she makes me too nervous to even ask her. It is cool having the prettiest girl in school as your friend, but it’s a little unnerving too. Shane and Tim constantly ask me if I have kissed her yet, and daily I tell them ‘no’ we are JUST FRIENDS. I’ve concluded it is some compulsive obsessive habit they have acquired.
Their curiosity has nothing on my mom and dad. Mom will make little comments, “So, Pru and you are going to the movies? Do you want to have her over for dinner?” Day in, day out, until they got bored with my answer and quit pressuring me about it.
It’s already been a month and I still have no idea if she likes me or not. We’d decided to go to the movies and see the latest vampire love story. I hate to admit it but I read those books and I really liked them, nothing like a little blood, and violence with a hot girl to boot.
Pru pulls in the driveway, I watch as her long legs emphasized by the skinny jeans and Chucks come strolling to the front door. I don’t think she ever wears all that war paint girls put all over their face. It would be a shame if she covers that pretty skin with all that goo.
“Hey Abel, you ready to get scared by the vampires?” she grabs me by the shoulders pulling me in like she was about to bite my neck.
“Yeah, be careful or I’ll bite you and we’ll see who’s scared.” I nudge her shoulder with mine. Ah oh, she smells good.
We pulled up to Quail Springs Mall with its fancy restaurants and name brand stores. A perfect example of the cookie cutter life. Its huge movie theatre is incredible with the fancy sound system and stadium rocking seats. Walking dogs keeps cash in my pocket to pay for things like movies and popcorn. It drives me crazy Pru won’t let me buy her ticket, I’ve tried a few times but she refused to accept. My stomach rumbling from the smell of buttery popcorn I tell her to grab us a seat and I’ll get the drinks and popcorn.
After the movie, Pru is really quiet. I can’t help but wonder if I’d done something to make her mad.
“Hey, is everything okay?” I ask.
“Yeah, I just have a little bit of a headache. Do you think we could go over to the lake and just walk around? I can use some fresh air, as a matter of fact if you wanna drive, that’s cool with me,” she says as she tosses me the keys.