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"Let's go to the tattoo parlor, I'm gonna get my tounge pierced"

"Alright nigga let's do it."

I walk up to the parlor and it looks like a crack joint. It was in a run down building, with a Hess gas station attached to it on one side, and a "Daily Work Daily Pay" attached on the other side where mexicans would go at 5:00 AM and help some old lady move her furniture or help a carpenter for $75 or something like that. We walk in and the inside is as clean as a hospital. Thank God. After I'm done I pay the chick that did it and walk back to the bus stop where 6 or 7 people from my school has gathered after they left school, along with 4 or 5 other girls that know some of the people. For some reason the tounge ring is an aphrodisiac like nothing I've ever seen. "For the not so smart readers, an aphrodisiac is an agent that increases sexual desire"

I believe it's time we get into my head at a personal level. I have always longed for a serious relationship. I have never been the player type, one girl one day a different girl the next. The majority of girls never became attracted to me until just before I turned 18, and because of this I can never have just a one night stand without some small form of feelings developing. This has also had a negative effect on me because I have never been able to be faithful to a girl. even if I dated a girl for a small amount of time, if the possibility of cheating came about, I would take it. I am not proud of this, and there are quite a few incidents I am not proud of, and there are a lot I wish I could take back. So even though I really liked Julia, that didn't stop me from flirting.

Nothing really special happened over the next few days. On Thursday I went and bought a cell phone so I could get Julia's phone number. Friday came, and I showed up for work at 8:00 like usual. Julia's family was leaving at 11:00, and at 10:30 I figured she was gone. I was picking up some chairs a few people had left, and as I was walking to throw them on top of the stack, I saw her out of the corner of my eye. I dropped the chairs right in front of the stack and walked up to give her a hug. She looked really sad, and she told me she was leaving that day. I told her I knew, and I had already written my phone number down on a little piece of paper for her. When I took it out and she knew I had been planning to give it to her, her face brightened up. She was so beautiful. She gave me a hug and walked aweay. That's when I noticed her mom up at the top of the boardwalk by the pool watching us. She had the biggest smile on her face. I went about work as usual. Latyer that day I met a girl named Amber who was from Michigan and wanted to hang out that night. For some odd reason, and this was a first, I was thinking about Julia that night while me and Amber were hanging out. Not even when Amber started making out with me did she leave my mind. It was weird. Also on Tuesday I was walking down the beach when I realized I lost my cell phone. Great, I had it for a week, and it was gone. It had Julia's number in it. Easy come, easy go I told myself.

For some odd reason there was a voice in the back of my head saying; "If only it was that easy for you"

"What the hell am I supposed to do? Go to Chicago and try to find her?"

"You wish you could forget that easily"