Vinyl scratch

Hello my name is Vinyl Scratch; I am 19 years old and currently living in a crappy two bedroom apartment with my cat Friday. The air conditioner is busted and living in California, I melt away into a puddle of sweat. I usually only leave the apartment for classes and food and the occasional get together with the very few friends that I have; there’s Pinky Pie, her boyfriend Thunderlane, and Octavia. When we do hang out it’s usually to smoke weed and tell terrible jokes to each other until we piss ourselves laughing so hard. I’m hoping one day to become a dj and my classes reflect this dream perfectly; Musical composition, computer programing, stuff like that, I’ve been going to therapist after therapist since I was a child. There’s one more thing you have to know, I’m a dude. You might be asking yourself why do I have a name like Gwyn if I’m a dude, well biologically I’m a guy but I choose, or rather know that I want to be a female. I dress and act like your typical stoner slacker college girl. Now begins story of how I fall in love

“Hey, Vinyl” Pinky calls over to me from across the parking lot of the local Chinese restaurant (it’s been here for like five billion years) “how have you been? I haven’t seen you in forever”

“Yeah, I’ve been good. How about you?”

“Oh god I can’t even talk about it, it’s so horrible!”

“Are you and T.L fighting again?”

“YES! He is such a perv always looking at girls in skimpy, slutty outfits and while we’re supposedly on a date!”

“That sounds rough Pinky. If I am going to be honest T.L and Pinky always fight and I don’t see why they don’t just end the whole fucking thing. “I’m sure you two will work it out. You always do”.

“Yeah… Hey, why don’t I buy you dinner? You look starving”. Was that an insult?

“Oh, no thanks I don’t really need anything other than my orange chicken”

“Vinyl Veronica Scratch! I will not let you pay for your own orange chicken when I am perfectly content with paying with my money”.

“That’s not my middle name but fine if you insist”. I was just trying not to seem like a broke ass bitch.

“Great, let’s head in we can have a nice sit down and catch up”.

She’s so nice it hurts…

So Pinky and I sit down and she tells me for the millionth time how horrible of a boyfriend Thunderlane is and how she’s gonna break up with him even though she never does and I tell her about classes and shit along those lines. After about infinity and a half she finally shuts up and we go our separate ways. I call Pinky my ‘friend’ because I have no better words for her despite how much I really can’t stand her. I get on my bike and ride off to my frozen hell of an apartment (have I mentioned how much I can’t stand my apartment?) and when I get to my door I realize that I left my keys inside again. Damn it. I call up Octavia to get my spare key from her but she doesn’t answer, fan-fucking-tastic. Well I’m gonna be here a while so I might as well get comfy so I sit down at my door and dig into my orange chicken which is already cold from the hours and hours of Pinkies babbling. After about ten minutes Tory finally calls me back but instead of her usual cheerful ‘HEY!’ or ‘WADDUP!’ she’s sobbing

“Octi? What’s wrong?”

“Can… Can you come over? I’ve been robbed!”

“Oh my god, yes I’ll be right over just stay there”

“Please hurry Vinyl”.

I get in my car and drive as fast as legally possible (maybe faster) to Octi’s house and when I get there the police are pulled up to the curb and asking her a bunch of questions.

“Ma’am did you happen to get a good look at the culprit”?

“No.”

“Did you see any suspicious vehicles?”

“No, I just got home from work twenty minutes ago and I the door was wide open and when I got inside the place was trashed and the computer and tv was missing along with some silverware.”

“Okay ma’am we will keep a look out for any suspicious characters but in the meantime you should stay with a family member or a friend.”

“ok, I understand officer.”

And with that the police got in their cars and drove off. I took this opportunity to walk over to Octi.

“VINYL, YOU CAME!” she ran over to me and squeezed me between her arms I hugged her back (I don’t usually like hugs but she seemed like she really needed it).

“I heard what the cop said; you can stay with me if you need to, Octi.”

“Thank you so much Vinyl. Are you sure it’s ok Though? I know how small your place is.”

“Absolutely, now go upstairs and pack a bag we’re gonna get you espresso.”

“thanks Vinyl” she kisses my forehead and runs up the stairs.

We get her settled into my guest room and we decide to watch a movie to relax her.

“I don’t really get whats so scary about this movie.”

“I don’t either I mean is the girl crazy or is the mirror actually evil?”

“Well I like this actress so I guess it’s not that bad but its soooooo boring”

“We can stop watching if you want to. I don’t mind” Octavia looked at me like she was gonna piss her pants.

“Octi, are you scared?”

“What, No, not at all.” she says looking at her hands, she clearly is scared.

“Octi you’re clearly scared shitless I’m turning it off” I walk over to the DVD player and switch it off.

“You didn’t have to do that Vinyl, really I wasn’t scared.” Bull shit

“Bull shit. Tory you were shaking the couch.”

“Alright I was a little scared” more like a lot scared

“Why don’t you go to bed you’ve had a really long day”

“Ok Vinyl. Good night” then she stormed off. Why was she mad did I say something wrong?