Sammy and Juliana in Hollywood by Sáenz Benjamin Alire

Author:Sáenz, Benjamin Alire [Sáenz, Benjamin Alire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult, Historical, Romance
ISBN: 9781933693538
Amazon: 1933693533
Goodreads: 16448999
Publisher: Cinco Puntos Press
Published: 2006-08-01T07:00:00+00:00

I don’t know why we decided to go to the river when the party ended. But that’s what everyone used to do—either cruise Shirley’s hanging out the window looking for trouble, yelling things like “Fuck you and your dog and your turtle!” Fun stuff like that. It was either go to Shirley’s or go to the river. Going home wasn’t one of the options.

It was two in the morning. I was tired. Angel was staying with Gigi so she didn’t care what time she got home. And Gigi’s parents kinda let her do whatever she wanted. Sometimes it hurt her feelings, that her parents didn’t care more. I could tell. But sometimes, she didn’t give a damn. Her idea, that we go to the river. She’d heard about some keg party. So we went.

“You’re a bummer, Sammy, you know that?” What was I supposed to say? I’d been working all day. I’d been making ice cream cones, I’d been listening to little kids all damn day long as they changed their minds about everything. I’d been taking crap from angry mothers, crap, crap from everyone. And for what? For pocket money so I wouldn’t have to touch my savings. For college. God, sometimes I just hated guys like Adam and Eric Fry and Charlie Gladstein. They’d never had to work at Speed Sweep Janitor Service or Dairy Queen because they needed to. They didn’t know what that was like. Never. Nunca. “Yeah, Gigi,” I said. “I’m a real bummer.” Then I laughed. I don’t know why. Maybe I wanted to have fun.

“Give me a cigarette,” Gigi said. It wasn’t really a request. More like what’s mine was hers.

“Give me one, too,” Angel said from the front seat.

I smiled at Angel. “Tell your boyfriend to give you one.”

Gigi laughed. Good smile. Beautiful. I wondered how come she didn’t have a steady. Pain in the ass, that’s why. I handed her a cigarette. When she lit it, she blew the smoke out through her nose. Like a real smoker. Like a pro. She’d been practicing. And she seemed older to me right then. Like she’d become a woman. Pifas hadn’t looked like that before he left for the Army. He’d looked small. Not like a man. Like a boy. But a boy with big hands. I hoped his hands would help him.

Gigi was staring at me. “What are you thinking?”

“I was thinking about Pifas. I got a letter.”

“I got one, too,” she said.

“How do you think he sounds?”

Gigi got real quiet. “Well, I don’t know. My letter was, well, it was kinda private.” She looked out the window.

I nodded.

She turned back to me. “What did yours say?”

“He sounded like he was tired. ‘Fuckin’ A, Sammy,’ he said, ‘the Army’s kickin’ my butt.’ He says he doesn’t get enough sleep and that most of the guys are okay. Says he gets on with most everybody. Says some of the guys are badasses and he hasn’t gotten in any fights. Except once—but that was in a pool hall, and one of his pals named Buddy got him out of there.

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