Post by Nicole on Aug 6, 2007 4:59:07 GMT -5
He was thin, with grey hair. He looked like something out of the sixties but he was a bit older than that. He had a sway to his voice. It was an accent. I was not able to figure out where from, but after I'd known him for a bit he told me that he was from Jersey.
I didn't like Jersey. I'd been there a few times. I liked the bridge, but the people they act like they are better than you. They act like they know better than anyone, and they have a snub in their voices.
He had a snub in his voice, but he was very soft spoken. Almost like he did not mean for the snub in his voice to be there. It was almost like he was trying to hard.
Looking at him I could tell that he was married. His thin legs, thin arms, and chunky belly. He knew how to get a woman. He knew how to get women to be all over him, but I didn't want to be all over him. I wanted to get through the course. I wanted to go through everything and be myself afterwards. I just wanted to be clean, free, and have no strings when it was over.
The course, was truck driving school. We would all clamber into a classroom at 8:00am every morning after having taken a shuttle from the hotel to the classroom.
The hotel provided brown sacks to take with us to the classroom that contained doughnuts, apples, and juice for breakfast.
I didn't eat the doughnuts. I don't care for sweets.
Hank was my mate from school. He came to me the first day and spoke softly to me. He invited me over to his room, and I declined. Not knowing what to do about a man asking me to come to his room at the hotel. I didn't like the idea one little bit. I was scared that he might try to take advantage of me.
I worked very hard in school the first week. I had to memorise a whole book and I couldn't go home until it was done. I was tired and didn't want to do any more of it. I would take the book home and read it aloud. I had attention problems which was for sure. My heart was bleeding because I failed my test several times. I wanted to go home and I didn't want to continue this. I wondered if the rest of the test was this hard. My heart was killing me. I missed my boyfriend.
Hank lurching in the shadows of every change he could get to ask me to have some kind of affair with him really bothered me.
He proved useful to me though. He proved useful so that I could get on with my business.
I was just another kid in a hotel.
I didn't like Jersey. I'd been there a few times. I liked the bridge, but the people they act like they are better than you. They act like they know better than anyone, and they have a snub in their voices.
He had a snub in his voice, but he was very soft spoken. Almost like he did not mean for the snub in his voice to be there. It was almost like he was trying to hard.
Looking at him I could tell that he was married. His thin legs, thin arms, and chunky belly. He knew how to get a woman. He knew how to get women to be all over him, but I didn't want to be all over him. I wanted to get through the course. I wanted to go through everything and be myself afterwards. I just wanted to be clean, free, and have no strings when it was over.
The course, was truck driving school. We would all clamber into a classroom at 8:00am every morning after having taken a shuttle from the hotel to the classroom.
The hotel provided brown sacks to take with us to the classroom that contained doughnuts, apples, and juice for breakfast.
I didn't eat the doughnuts. I don't care for sweets.
Hank was my mate from school. He came to me the first day and spoke softly to me. He invited me over to his room, and I declined. Not knowing what to do about a man asking me to come to his room at the hotel. I didn't like the idea one little bit. I was scared that he might try to take advantage of me.
I worked very hard in school the first week. I had to memorise a whole book and I couldn't go home until it was done. I was tired and didn't want to do any more of it. I would take the book home and read it aloud. I had attention problems which was for sure. My heart was bleeding because I failed my test several times. I wanted to go home and I didn't want to continue this. I wondered if the rest of the test was this hard. My heart was killing me. I missed my boyfriend.
Hank lurching in the shadows of every change he could get to ask me to have some kind of affair with him really bothered me.
He proved useful to me though. He proved useful so that I could get on with my business.
I was just another kid in a hotel.