4 August 2004
Glasshouse again. I don't know why we come here. The place is packed and I feel like I have to constantly look over my shoulder. The pints are $3 but I don't drink. Neither does Nat or Ed. Instead we just stand and watch James and Paul drink like they're fish.
A female voice sings out, "James!"
Amanda and Sarah head toward us.
"Helloow!" James calls back with a certain gayness to his inflection.
Nat, Ed and I say hi to the girls and then go back to not talking to each other while Amanda flirts with James.
"We're going to Harp" James informs.
We exit the Glasshouse as a group. The boys and I wait by the street while the girls fuss and chat with someone they've bumped into. I take little notice. The Harp Hotel will be even worse. Maybe I should suggest to the boys we go for a drive, grab the usual at Macca's and call it a night?
The girls begin to move in our direction. It seems they're bringing their friends. As they get closer I recognise one of them. It's that girl from Woodlawn Avenue, Mel. We start walking with them. Amanda and Sarah chatter with their friends. They haven't even thought to introduce us, like we're not even here or something?
As we walk down Crown Street I sneak a better look at her. She sure is pretty, no wonder Hutcho is always driving past the pizza place where she works.
I've got to get to talk to her.
She's just a person and we're in a group together.
I can be smooth. Just say hi.
I turn back and catch her eye. "Hi Mel" I say cooly.
"How do you know my name?" She responds with a familiar glare.
"I'm friends with Ben Hutchins", I say, as if that's enough to let her know I'm not a creep. After all, we have a mutual friend who speaks highly of her. We have a common interest, she'll talk to me now.
Her eyes sharpen. Her words cut like a knife.
"That's not a good thing."
I turn back to my friends. Nat and Ed look at me but say nothing.
I voice what where all thinking; "That Melissa chick's a bitch", I mutter.
We continue along the footpath towards the Harp Hotel.