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God, Simon was priceless, Jake thought, with a grin, “Well, not karate, but Tae Kwan Do”, he answered the excited boy. “If you use enough force and skill, when striking the nose, you could cause fractures of the facial bones and shock trauma to the brain, resulting in death.”
Jake laughed so hard that his eyes watered; wiping his eyes, he replied, “Oh my God, Simon, you are so fuckin’ funny! I pity the poor bastard that ever touches your ass!” He smacked his forehead, “Sorry, though, man, but I’d love to be a fly on the wall when it happens!”
“Hey, dude, what’s the deal with you and Emilie?”, Jake asked, out of the blue. “Are you guys just friends or something more?” He cleared his throat, “I heard she was doing the nasty with Ciaran on New Years Eve…and they beat up some kid for his drugs.”
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Seeing Simon’s reaction to the martial arts talk, Jake offered, “I could teach you some Tae Kwon Do sometime, if you like”, he shrugged, “I’m a qualified instructor.” He looked at the tough guy across from him and winked, “…and before you ask , no payment necessary…no money, no dick, no anything.”
Jake was glad that Simon was laughing about the whole thing. He really was a cool guy. That Ciaran must be some major asshole to get on his bad side.
Oh, shit!, Jake worried. Simon looked upset. Maybe he shouldn’t have gone so far; the guy obviously cared a lot about Emilie and her actions with that psycho had been a sort of betrayal to him. “Hey, man”, Jake soothed, squeezing Simon’s shoulder, “I’m sorry. Look, she was probably just drunk and wasn’t thinking straight, y’know?” He gave Simon the sad puppy look, “I’m an ass for bringing it up, okay? Haven’t we all done things we regret when we were drunk?”
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Jake grinned widely, “Simon, you are like a breath of fresh air”, he exclaimed, putting out the butt of his cigarette against the log he was sitting on. “I’m sure I can teach you a few things that you’ll find useful.” Then Jake did something he never does…he jumped up and went into a blur of motion, punches, kicks, spins…all intricate, all precise. He was showing off and Jake absolutely never showed off! It was Simon’s influence; the boy was so interested in the sheer physicality of fighting, that Jake couldn’t help a little demonstration. Returning to his seat on the log, Jake shrugged, “That’s a bit of it.
It pulled at Jake’s heart when Simon said that Emilie Never stopped thinking straight with him. “Hey, Simon, you know…ummm…”, Jake patted the boy’s hand, “…dude, I think she keeps her head on straight with you, because you are more important to her.” He rubbed his neck, “Guys like that fucktard, she doesn’t mind using, but she cares about you, Simon…she doesn’t want to fuck up your friendship.”
Jake laughed, “Well, let me tell you, man, sometime, we will have to grab a few six-packs and I’ll tell you my regrets, if you tell me yours!”
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The looks from Simon were well worth the effort it took for Jake to get up the nerve to show off his Tae Kwon Do moves. He thought it would be fun to teach the guy some moves.
“Dude, if she’s slapping you instead of letting you feel her up, it’s her loss!”, Jake soothed Simon’s hurt feelings. Picking up a smooth stone, Jake rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger as he confessed, “I met Emilie in the art room a few days ago, man.” He looked up at Simon through his thick, blond lashes, “Ummmm…I tried to be friendly to her and…well…she hates my fuckin’ guts”, he shrugged, “I don’t know what happened!”
“If I’m buying?”, Jake repeated, with a huge grin, “Dude, my father’s a billionaire. If I’m not buying, I’m a dickhead!”
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“No way!”, Jake exclaimed, “She broke Gray’s nose?!” He tried not to laugh, but couldn’t stop himself and broke loose with a laugh from deep in his chest. “Why is she like that, man?”, Jake asked, truly curious. He gave Simon a light tap on the arm, “She called me an asshole, a retard and she threatened to cut my little dick off!” He laughed and wiped his eyes, “What the fuck, man?!”
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“Damn, man, aren’t you afraid to turn your back on her?”, Jake asked, worried for Simon. “I mean…dude, she blew up my painting!”, he exclaimed, “Used a fuckin’ exploding spell…knocked me on my ass!” He grinned, “Don’t tell her, but she actually did me a favor, cause that painting wasn’t coming out so great anyway.”
Jake shook his head, “Strange, man. I just don’t get it.”
Finger-combing his hair out of his eyes and leaning forward, Jake grinned and leaned forward, “So, what about the other chicks in school? Don’t tell me they all slap you?” He cracked his knuckles, “Believe me, I know there are plenty of friendly girls here at CCI!” He followed his last comment with a knowing wink.
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Jake laughed at Simon’s insight into his insane friend, Emilie, “Hey, maybe when you two both graduate, she’ll settle down and want to become your Mrs.?”, he teased. “Yeah, I noticed her mouth doing something”, Jake joked, “It’s called snarling!”
Big blue eyes blared wide when Simon could only remark that Addy had punched him, “Addy punched you? What the fuck, dude?”, he grinned, “Maybe you need some opening lines or something?” Jake cocked an eyebrow, “Don’t tell me you haven’t…ummm…been with any of the young ladies here in school, dude?”
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“Ahhhhh! No ball and chain for you, eh?”, Jake chuckled, “Well, there’s one thing we have in common, bro!”, he held his fist up to bang knuckles.
“Freshmen?! No! ACKKK!”, Jake exclaimed, making a funny face, “Too young, dude!” Rubbing his chin, Jake figured he would just have to come out and be blunt, “I’m just asking whether you’ve had any of the girls…like juniors or seniors…at CCI?” There really should be beer here, “I think I need beer to loosen your tongue!”, he teased. “Dude, I know if I have, you have!”
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With a fist bump, Jake felt like he and Simon bonded in the brotherhood of dedicated bachelors. How had he not spent any time with this guy before now? Simon was a cool dude…easy to talk to and Jake decided that, if there was any nefarious plans going on at CCI, Simon had no part in them.
“Yeah, I knew a looker like you woulda been around”, Jake complimented. When Simon almost said Meka, their eyes locked; Jake looked away after a moment and flushed. He knew that Simon must not want anyone to know if he had stopped himself like that. “Oh, hey, yeah, some chick at Sam’s party, huh?”, he hit Simon with the back of his hand, “…me too, dude! I hooked up with this Sonnier chick that I hadn’t been with for a few months. Man, she is hot!”
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Oh fuck! Meka was Sonnier too!, Jake smiled uncomfortably at Simon, "Dude, Giselle has nice tits...", he wiggle his eyebrows, "...and nice everything else too." He grinned widely, "Best thing is...she isn't hung up on commitment!"
Rubbing his stomach, Jake licked his lips, "Dude, unless you want to smoke another ciggy, I think I'm going to head back and grab a bite to eat. I'm starving!"
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