I Suck at Girls by Justin Halpern

Author:Justin Halpern [Halpern, Justin]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw, mobi
ISBN: 9780062113382
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2012-05-23T13:49:49+00:00

The next day, Ryan, Joe, and I boarded a train to Barcelona. Our train car looked and smelled like it had once been used to transport slaughtered livestock. There was no air-conditioning on board, and each train car was filled with sweaty travelers. By the time we found seats, Joe had already broken into a full body sweat that was threatening to seep through his denim jacket.

Just before the train took off, a group of three girls in their late teens wearing summery dresses and carrying backpacks embroidered with the Mexican flag sat down in the row ahead of us. Joe looked at us, then the girls, then back at us. Then he gave us a thumbs-up.

“It’s a super-long train ride. We should talk to these girls. Try and get them to go to Ibiza with us,” Ry whispered.

“Totally,” I whispered back.

“Maybe we wait until they get up to go to the bathroom or something, then start up a conversation. Ask them what the weirdest house they’ve ever seen is, or something,” Ry said.

“I don’t think that’s a good opener,” I whispered.

“What? Yes it is. It’s not a yes-or-no question. They have to talk about the house and why it’s weird, and that starts a conversation.”

Before we could argue, Joe was tapping the girl in front of him on the shoulder. She turned around.

“Train large hot, yes?” Joe said to her.

“It is really hot. Our whole trip, everywhere has been hot,” the girl said with a thick Spanish accent.

“Vietnam Joe,” he said, sticking his hand out to shake.

“Abelena,” she said, shaking his hand. “Where are you going to?”

“Hey, we’re Joe’s friends. You guys are from Mexico, huh? What’s the weirdest house you’ve ever seen there?” Ryan interrupted.

“We’re going to Ibiza,” I quickly added.

“Fiesta,” Joe said, smiling and nodding his head, causing all the girls to laugh.

“That’s funny,” Abelena said to Joe.

Within twenty minutes the three girls had turned around in their seats and were focusing intensely on Joe, who was showing them detailed pencil drawings of motorcycles he had sketched in a journal.

“For Joe,” he said, pointing at one specific drawing of an aerodynamic-looking motorcycle.

“That is definitely the best one. I can see why you like it,” Abelena said to him.

“Which one is for me?” her friend asked, smiling at Joe like he was a celebrity she had waited in line to meet.

Ryan turned to me in disbelief.

“Dude. I don’t even know what’s going on right now, but it is super awesome,” Ryan said.

By the time we reached Barcelona, not only had Joe invited Abelena to sit next to him, where she now slept with her head on his shoulder, but he had gotten her travel companions warmed up to us. Ryan and I spent most of the ten-hour ride chatting with Eloisa and Anetta, who, we learned, were freshmen in college and lived in Mexico City. The weirdest house they’d ever seen, they told us, was a house in Tijuana that looked like a giant naked woman. At about

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