All I Want Is Everything (6 page)

sex, love and Frankenstein  

Proof of English learners in the Riverside Prep was
notoriously long and difficult, but Dan was not worried. I had read of Frankenstein Mary Shelley
twice and save the majority of Keats's poems in his memory anthological. Moreover, sleeping
until he could write a test of English for a decent A.

After building a Rouxinol''Ode''as completely as could, he
turned the blue book of evidence and started writing a new poem that was espetava that turn
into something that could send the proposal to the university. Dan in general never wrote
anything that was not full of poems of love angútia. This is called''For Vanessa 'Paper
Cuts Lemons thrown Salt water in my eyes  

He was experiencing a new form of free verse and was not
sure were some great lines.

His face A voice You softens my edges And my engine lubricates Lubricates my engine? No, that seemed too much sex and he
did not want to give Vanessa no idea where to generally show the poem to her. What he meant
was that she inspired. Dan looked at the words and tried to think of a better way to
say it. Then he pulled the sheet of paper from a notebook and amassou ball. Why could not
write anything good?

Dan felt that the observed someone and looked to the left,
where Chuck Bass, one of the biggest assholes of his class, was sitting. In the fifth
series, Chuck was one of the lowest in the boys class. Wore glasses with rims of horn and brown
suits of velvet and it had seemed to go to the bathroom all the time. He and Dan have
done together in fifth grade English teacher and the two asked in class, to write a poem
about a part of the body. Chuck had a dreadful creative writing and passed a note to Dan Dan
begging to write a poem for him. Writing was easy for Dan, he said the first thing that
came to mind, a poem on his hands and all that they did it for a day. He gave the poem
to Chuck, so he copy, and then prepared another poem about his own mouth that had nçao nor
the quality of the first half.

Chuck took the poem A + with the hands and received a note
from the teacher saying, See Q ue can do when focused? While Dan achieved a B in the poem of
the mouth and a note that said the teacher, I know you can do better.

In the beginning, Dan does not matter. At least he had
helped a boy who seemed really need help. But a year later Chuck was 45 centimeters high, began
to shave and use the ring pink monogram and navy blue scarf, and has become a real jerk,
especially when it came to girls.

He was trying to hurt the sister of Dan, Jenny, in a
bathroom at a party booked in the month passado.Dan left very clear that Chuck mortally hated, but
this did not matter. From time to time he also asked to Dan to help you in English, and Dan
would say it a''fuck you''again.

Now that Chuck was looking for the blue book of Dan, trying
to read the test on his''Ode to a Rouxinou'', Dan became a blank page and said, can read
this, asshole? Fuck you! in huge black letters. Chuck espiou the blue book of Dan and then
looked at cimea and showed the middle finger to Dan NO, fuck YOU!, Said Dan and underlined twice.

Before moving to the next question, Dan releu some of
verss''Ode to a Rouxinol''in its evidence.

Secretly listen, and for a long time I was fascinated by the way light of Death.

It was the perfect beginning of a poem to Vanessa. It was
his secret. And that was true, Dan was half in love with death, the way they made a chimney
smoked, rarely ate and drank buckets of coffee. Vanessa is the left. She kept the alive.

Dan picked up the pen again and tried to think of a more
poetic sucista to write the same thing as Keats had written, but different. But even if
working a lot, he could not think of another way of saying the same cosia that was at least nice.
Instead, he read the next issue of proof.

We discussed in class the various meanings of the symbolic
creature similar to humans Frankster of Mary Shelley. But what Frankster mean to you?

Dan looked at the plate Output in bright red on the door of
the gym, thinking. He always felt very scary Frankster, ms also very beautiful in some
way. Frankenstein did not want to hurt anyone, but could not avoid - was a monster. In a way,
was as the love and wonderful horrible, terrifying and liberating, creepy and sad, all at
the same time.

Tremendous creative energy, Dan pa'gina turned the blank on
the back of a sheet of blue book and wrote to Vanessa again on top of the page. Then wrote
the first verse: You're my Frankenstein.

Oh, well. Want to know how was the second verse?

Vanessa was sitting in the back of the auditorium of
Constance Billard School doing the same proof of history of Serena.

We discussed in class the various meanings of the symbolic
creature similar to humans Frankster of Mary Shelley. But what Frankster mean to you?

Dan looked at the plate Output in bright red on the door of
the gym, thinking. He always felt very scary Frankster, ms also very beautiful in some
way. Frankenstein did not want to hurt anyone, but could not avoid - was a monster. In a way,
was as the love and wonderful horrible, terrifying and liberating, creepy and sad, all at
the same time.

Tremendous creative energy, Dan pa'gina turned the blank on
the back of a sheet of blue book and wrote to Vanessa again on top of the page. Then wrote
the first verse: You're my Frankenstein.

Oh, well. Want to know how was the second verse?

Vanessa was sitting in the back of the auditorium of
Constance Billard School doing the same proof of history of Serena. He had finished the race 45
minutes earlier and now. while plugged Members of the class were still around Serena
workers as bees around the queen just because Serena had been photographed with that tasteless and
illiterate musical singer of a band of the weekend, Vanessa was tracing the route of a
movie about the city that she hoped to deliver University of New York as part of its proposal.
Fuck the Page Six. Would document the real life that rolava in the city, the really
interesting things that happen right under the nose of people while they are occupied by reading the
Page Six.Primeiro, she wanted to wake before dawn and shot the fishermen coming to the port
to deliver the fish the FIDH Fulton Market. The smell of fish on sick leave, but one
thing was perfect: it could follow the journey of a fish from the boat to the market, which
would be sold by type so, 65 cents per kilo, and some of the uptown restaurant where he would
be served encrusted of pistachio with red potatoes and wild mushroom butter from the dish for
$ 29. An anorexic twice divorced from Park Avenue to ask, would give only a few
nibble and then the rest of the dish would be thrown away.

It was exactly the kind of irony that Vanessa loved: a
bittersweet irony. She was pessimistic and Dan was a romantic, and she could not
understand why Dan had spun so disturbed with sex. For her, the more Dan and the more he
hoped the oversized sex, writing poems about it and losing sleep for concern, most were for
the disappointment. But she could not find a delicate way to do it see it unless it and tie up
his clothes off. What it is bad idea.

Vanessa smiled to herself and the thoughts turned to film.

After the fish market she wanted to spend the day with one
of those strips that ciclicstas always cycling in pairs by the Central Park and that never
seemed to connect all the boys in Sheep Meadow were doidões and beer bebessem age without
having to do it. What she wanted was discovered was that they already arrested someone, or if you
were trying to tone up the muscles of the legs with all those headed. Indeed, the
police department that she probably would not film the police on a bicycle without any
permission, but was not a bad idea at all.

Finally, she wanted to go out with a hot dog vendor. See his
house, the damília it, the dog.

See if he had regular customers. If perhaps, while expecting
that people buy hot-dogs, he read a book challenging, type The rainbow of the seriousness
of Thomas Pynchon, and dreamed of leading men a day. Or maybe he just fiasse happy to be a
seller of hot dog and eat hot dog every day for free.

A movement in front of the room drew the attention of
Vanessa. The lemingues of Constance were moving away from the chair of Serena.

-Thank you, girls. And thank you, Serena - shouted Mr.
Hanson. - Ten more minutes.

Vanessa was looking as Serena again seperar earnestly the
tips of the hair.

Serena and Dan should have the movie star of War and Peace
Vanessa last October. But Dan had agifo like an idiot around Serena and Vanessa could not
bear, so she asked a girl who barely knew how to act the role of protagonist. In Serenaentrou of
Dan, but only for five seconds.

And before that Serena could cause a lot of damage, Vanessa
attacked the head scraped the rulê collar and black boots to fight to restore his heart
broken.

Vanessa descruzou legs and crossed again. The idea of
rescuing a bad Dan did want to love sex with him even more. She sighed impatiently. Holidays,
she and Dan would spend much time together with little supervision of adults. Whether he was
ready or not, it was only a matter of time before they did.

Tá seeing? Despite the tough way for Vanessa and her disdain
for the whole human species, it was not just another curious girl of 17 years. We are all
equal.

n can not stop thinking about butt of b  

Nate was in Jackson Hole lunch with Anthony Avuldsen,
Charlie Dern and Jeremy Scott Tornpkinson in the interval between the evidence of
calculating and chemistry. The proof of calculation had been quarry total and all were reloading
with burgers, fries and Cocas to pass by the chemical, which probably would be much worse.
Nate thought that the restaurant should invest in some of ceiling fans to remove the smell of
fried onions that hangs in the air. He also thought about Jenny and Blair in that way not
very defined and carefree that tended to use most of the things.

Jennifer did not know of since the evening of Saturday,
which was weird, because in general she sent text messages, small encrypted by phone or e-mails
fresh short in his address to the St. Jude's School. Maybe she just was busy studying for
tests.

Nate and took away the plate of the Nokia pocket. Doeria not
have anything for her a text message, just to keep morale high during the tests.

Oh, how much consideration.

Srt good!, He said. Qnta trde you lv cmprs bj N.

Jeremu his arms stretched thin and turned his head to relax
the neck.

-Hey, who you 're telling the torpedo, man? - He was a
little boy and a half idiot, so skinny that I could not keep the pants at the waist, but
offset that with the haircut of the rock star of English and a way to talk about doidão.

Nate has the shoulders.

-Nothing that is in your account.

Anthony put a bunch of ketchup-soaked fries in the mouth. He
played in almost all the sports teams of the St. Jude's, then you could eat chips all day
and still continue curvy.

-Hey, I noticed that Blair was very hot on Saturday night -
he said.

Nate assentiu while it had an image of the head butt mesh of
Blair with the tight black dress. Blair was just fine.

- Of course she does not have the teats of Jennifer -
Antonhy added.

The boys had stopped by Nate sacanear dating a student of
eighth grade for some time, but from time to time made a reference to the enormous breasts
of Jenny. It was hard not to make way.

Nate smiled. After the forehead wrinkle, trying to remember
how Jennifer was on Saturday,

but just what came to mind was a jumble of brown curls, the
neckline estupenso and his shy smile.

He took a few drinks of Coca, the semicerrando look
beautiful green and thinking hard.

What actually happened very rarely.

It was weird, but Nate never really sat down and compared
the two girls. He loved to Jennifer - it was less demanding than Blair and a half that
left with their own thoughts,

while Blair always wanted to know in what he was thinking or
where he went and with whom.

Jenny did not pressure the way Blair did, like forcing him
to apply for Yale so that they could live together near the campus or give him expensive
gifts so that he felt obliged to reciprocate the gesture and buy something for it, too. And
Jenny had those incredible breasts, while the Blair were only half there. Were legal,
but not spectacular.

Despite the defects of Blair, however, he always felt that
the two actually knew - afianl,

they were reared together. And throughout the time
girlfriend, he felt that was going toward something. There was a destination, as the red pin that he
thrust in nautical charts when it was in his boat in the port from somewhere. The destination
was in part sexual - they did everything, but this was the obvious next step. The life of
the two was in the same rhythm,

separately, but together, as the floats of a Hobie Cat The
two had 17 years. The two would be formed in June. The two went to college next year.

He and Jennifer were in totally different rhythms and
unfortunately the sex was not even on the horizon. She was 14. Next year, and for two years after
that, she would wear the uniform and would go to the Constance Billard every day, while he
was in college doing God knows what. Most people would be disconcerted by the difference in
age, but Nate thought it means reassuring. While he was adrift in uncharted waters of the
future, Jenny would be anchored securely at home. He could write to her, or call, or come
back and see it and nothing would have changed.

Charlie got the intact pickles with a fork and put in dish
of Nate as a dead fish.

-It seems that you are dry. Think pdoe chemical to prove?

nate looked at him and shook the bag pl [Astico of marijuana
in his pocket. Looked at the clock.