Monday, December 6, 2010

Skinny Prick

I found Holden at the museum while wearing his red hunting hat. Only a few weeks ago, he had told me he came out of mental hospital where it would suposively help him with his angry disposition. I had an inkling that it didnt help him so much. He started to follow a group of girls guieded by a teacher. His voice pervades through the hallway as he asks the girl if she would like to go out for an icecream. A grimace crosses her face as she runs away to catch up with her teacher.

As Holden's eyes follow the little girl, his head pivots to the large Indian war canoe. He stares at a sage-like man who is supossed to be a witch with its tremulous looks. The war canoe depicts some Native Americans who look ready for a spontaneous attack. He then scratches off a smudge from the slovenly done glass. So a guard comes up to him and my conjecture is that he told Holden to step away. I didnt have any clue of why I came to the museum. He still looked a bit despondent due to his loneliness. Being reclusive in such a big city is not the best idea. Well, it really isn't any of my business. I met him at Elkton hills but he got kicked out somehow. We would always bump into each other at night when he would go out for a sess. That tall, skinny prick, I never liked him.

Anyways, my surmise was that he was thinking of when he was younger. He had told me he would always go to the museum with his class and get partnered up with some phony girl from school. He used to tell me that everytime he went to the museum, thoughts of Allie would recur through his mind. But by that time I was being too suspicious, Holden notices me. But again, why did I come to the museum? He slowly walks towards me with a raised eyebrow. He gingerly takes off his hat as if examining me. I tell him who I am and he greets me. His affable manners show me that he has managed to change a bit. He takes an inventory of his money and shows it to me. So the first thing he says is....

"You wanna go out for a cocktail?"
"No thanks, I will be busy." I reply
"Will you really be busy?" Holden asks
"No I just dont want to go with you." I say.
"Oh...sure." says Holden. I decide to rebuff his request him not because I dont feel like it, but because I didnt want to go out with him.
" So tell me, what's been troubling you? Remember you told me about that mental hospital. How did that...Are you even paying attention?" I say.
Holden just decides to foolishly look away to some cute girl. I've always known him for being avid of cute girls. I immediatly grow abhorent of his ignorance and just leave him their to rot. Clueless, he notices something is amiss, so he starts spinning around to try to look for me. I chuckle as I victoriously walk away. )Hmph...) That skinny prick better not cross my path.