The Girl Who Invented Kissing Page #3

to you last night.

That was just downright

kinda f***ed up.

They were filming

a John Travolta movie...

but he wasn't there.

Jimmy said they might come back,

but they went back to Hollywood.

So, what's your name?

Victor.

THE GIRL:
Why are you

following me, Victor?

Are you looking for a friend

to hang with?

You don't look like

the kind of person

people should be so mean to.

I'll be your friend, if that

is what you're looking for?

You're very pretty.

I am?

Oh.

Well thank you, Victor.

You're blushing.

I'll... I'll have to remember

this one for next year.

I got plenty of people

I can send that to.

It's just your fat ass!

THE GIRL:
What you got there?

VICTOR:
Oh, that's my violin.

THE GIRL:

Are you going for a lesson?

VICTOR:
Um, no.

THE GIRL:
Are you gonna

play it somewhere?

VICTOR:
No.

THE GIRL:
You just like carrying

it around with you then.

VICTOR:
Yeah, I guess.

THE GIRL:
Something special

you like to have with you.

I get it.

Say, what's your name again?

I don't know,

what do you want it to be?

I don't know.

Maybe when I meet

someone new that I like,

I like them to pick out

a name for me...

and that way...

if it's a name they already like

then they already like me.

It's all right, you don't have

to pick out one now.

You can do it later.

Okay.

Hey, say Victor,

you wouldn't happen to have

a smoke on you, would you?

Oh!

No, I... I don't smoke,

Jimmy smokes.

Who's Jimmy?

Jimmy's my little brother.

He's the one

that yelled at you at The Oak.

That's our tavern, we own it.

- Oh, you don't say?

- Yeah.

It used to be

my dad's a long time ago...

but me and Jimmy,

we work there together.

Actually Victor,

I wouldn't say he yelled at me.

He actually seems like

a nice man, your little bro.

I've never seen you before.

VICTOR:
What street you from?

I'm not from around here.

I'm from all over the place.

I usually just bus it,

and then when I see somewhere

I might like to stay

for a while,

that's where I get off.

Why'd you come off

a bus here in Bloomfield?

I don't know.

I dig the way

this part looked...

like it wasn't anything special

but it wasn't too bad either.

Well, where do you sleep?

Well, last night for instance,

I slept on that park bench

under that pretty tree.

But you don't have any mattress

or any pillow.

No, I don't need none.

I got a blanky in my knapsack,

a change of clothes, a book...

and when I woke up this morning

I was covered

in beautiful yellow leaves.

What?

Huh?

You're weird.

[THE GIRL LAUGHING]

Yeah.

That's right, Victor.

And you wanna know what?

You're pretty weird

yourself, aren't you?

I guess.

Don't let anybody tell you

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