Prairie Fire by Djuna Shellam

Author:Djuna Shellam [Shellam, Djuna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780971052789
Amazon: B01DIGH76C
Barnesnoble: B01DIGH76C
Publisher: Magnhild Press
Published: 2017-06-29T03:00:00+00:00

14.3—Parking Lot Blues

The drive over to West Hollywood and her favorite girl bar, Peanuts, should have been exhilarating, as it always had been in the past—the anticipation of conquest, the excitement of the impending hunt—but all Prairie felt was dread. She never dreaded going out. Sitting in her car in the parking lot, without the familiar surge of adrenaline pumping through her veins, she considered turning around and going home.

Parked in a space reserved for the French Quarter Marketplace next door, Prairie sat and watched the ebb and flow of nightclubbers of all shapes and descriptions—leather clad, sporty, Preppy, Goth, suburban, and everything in-between, including gay men and straight couples—hoping a spark would ignite and propel her into the bar. The longer she sat, the less she was compelled to get out of the car, and the more she wanted to just go home and hang out with Em.

“What the hell is wrong with me?” she asked herself. Prairie sighed. “I should be in there scoping out chicks, dancing, flirting, and on my way to getting laid! Gah!”

She knew she shouldn’t have allowed her emotions to get away from her with Em, but the circumstances made it almost impossible since they’d become roommates. The stronger and healthier Em got, the more irresistible she became. She had a really sweet personality—when she wasn’t being a jerk about PT—she was smart, a little funny, and a damned knockout. In the end, Em’s eyes were Prairie’s undoing. Who has eyes like that? Prairie often asked herself whenever Em would give her the doe-eyed look, her incredible green eyes practically boring right through to Prairie’s soul.

“Just get in there!” Prairie admonished herself. “You going to sit in this stupid car all night? You’ve got to go in, and then everything will go back to normal. You’ll be back to your old self, Em will be just someone you take care of and it’ll be a-okay. Right?” Prairie sighed again. “And now, not only am I talking to myself, but I’m asking myself questions. Just great.”

Prairie leaned forward and placed her forehead on the steering wheel, shaking her head with resignation. After several minutes, she sat up abruptly and said, “Let’s do this!” as she opened the car door and leapt out.

The whole way across the parking lot to the bar, Prairie repeated out loud, “Let’s do this, let’s do this, let’s do this,” trying desperately to pump herself up to the task at hand—but it wasn’t working.

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