Date: Sat, 15 Mar 2008 20:02:47 -0500
From: Justin Luong <yellowcard_911@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Difference Chapter Three

    Okay to get things straight, during this chapter their will be
copyright signs in the middle. That basically means that it changes to a
different part of the chapter, like another person's point of view...kinda.
ENJOY!!!


Chapter Three: Snapshot


    Ryan pulled up to Simply Edge's parking lot and noticed Brian's car. He
found a spot, unusually in between Kase and Brian. Ryan go out of the car,
looked inside and could tell there were two parts of a story.

    The side showing the shadows of calm and relaxed with some mild
chit-chat. On the other hand, the right showed intense chaos. You could
tell just by the way the shadows flowed in a wavy movement that there
must've been some drinking involved.

    "Great, when I finally get to hang I have to share it with a bunch of
snobs," Ryan sighed.

    Ryan went on ahead and went into Simply Edge. Upon entering, Ryan
noticed there were black and white checkered tiles on the floor. Since the
place was new, it was absolutely shiny. The walls were plastered with
posters of rock, pop, and television stars all signed by the stars
themselves. I guess it was more like a diner.

    "This place looks nice," thought Ryan.

    Ryan walked to the left and joined Kase and the girls.

    "Finally, you're here slowpoke," said Kase.

    "Sorry, I was enjoying the scenery," said Ryan.

    "Right...so how was the interview with Mr. Brian?" asked Kase.

    "Okay...I guess," mumbled Ryan.

    "Right, so basically it was fantastic," said Kase.

    "Pretty much," said Ryan as he sat down.

    "So did you see Brian where you got in here?" asked Kase.

    "Yup," said Ryan as he stuffed mozzarella sticks in his face.

    "Did you say hi?" asked Kase.

    "Are you socially insane? I just interviewed the guy for the school
paper, that doesn't automatically make us friends. Plus, it's not like he
would talk to me anyways, we're in different social clicks, he's
Mr. Popular and I'm Mr. Dump Trash on you," said Ryan.

İİİ

    "Well hola senorita," yelled the drunk Jace.

    Jace was Brian's best friend, his wingman. He was the linebacker on the
team. He's six foot tall, has blonde military cut hair, and he has bulging
muscles everywhere...it's disgusting. Muscles are great on a man, but if
you have too much it's gross. He also has this funny thing when he's
angry. His face gets fire hydrant red and I swear his eyes are popping out
of their sockets.

    "Brian, isn't that chick hot? I would--"

    "Jace, who am I?" asked Lea.

    "Um...Lea," answered Jace.

    "Okay...now what am I to you?" asked Lea.

    "A girl?" asked Jace.

    "Excuse me? I am your girlfriend and I don't appreciate you checking
out girls and saying what you would do to them while I'm here," said
Lea. "We're over!"

    Lea grabbed her stuff and left.

    Haleigh got back from the restroom and said, "Okay, picture time," said
Haleigh.

AWKWARD SILENCE...

    "Did I just miss something?" asked Haleigh.

    "You just missed it, Hay. Jace and Lea are over," said Brian.

    "Shut up," yelled Jace.

    "Jace, you're a jerk," said Haleigh. "Lea was the best girl that you
could have ever hooked up with."

    "I can get another girl, it's nothing," said Jace.

    "You may get another girl, but no one as special as my best friend,"
said Haleigh.

    "Ladies, ladies, settle down please, it's my birthday. Can we just get
the pictures so we can go?" asked Brian.

    "Okay, but who's going to take the picture?" asked Haleigh.

    "Crap, that's right. No one's here to take a picture," said Brian.

    "Why don't we just get one of those hot waitresses to take the picture,
I wouldn't mind," said Jace.

    "You're a pig, Jace. No we need like a professional photographer. I
want this picture to look good and with you in the picture we're going to
need a real good photographer," said Haleigh.

    "Oh real funny, that's a knee slapper," said Jace.

    "I'm not kidding, we need a photographer," said Haleigh.

    "Well if you want this picture to be perfect, then go look for your
perfect photographer," said Jace.

    "Fine I will," said Haleigh.

    Haleigh looked around and saw Ryan.

    "Hah, found one," said Haleigh.

    "What? Who did you find?" asked Jace.

    "Ryan, Brian's interviewer," said Haleigh.

    "Oh know, I'm not getting my picture taken by some faggot. Find
somebody else," said Jace.

    "Now if I do recall, Jace, this isn't your decision is it? It's
Brian's, it is his birthday after all," said Haleigh. "So what'll it be
Brian, him or one of us two?"

    "Hold on a second. Jace, what do you mean by faggot? Is Ryan
a...uh...--"

    "What you didn't know? I caught him peeping at me in the locker room
last year and then when he tutored me last week I swear he was trying to
seduce me or something," bragged Jace. "If that doesn't say `you're a
faggot', then I don't know what does."

    "So you're saying he did seduce you, `cause you're bright red," laughed
Haleigh.

    "I am not a faggot!" yelled Jace.

    "Cool it, Jace! I'll handle this myself," said Brian.

    "What do you mean, handle this? Don't tell me you're like Jace
here. Are you going to hurt the poor boy?" asked Haleigh.

    "Watch me," said Brian.

    Brian stomped angrily towards Ryan's table ignoring the pleas of his
girlfriend, Haleigh. As he got to the table he slammed his hands on the
table shaking whatever was left on the table: food, drinks, etc.

    "Excuse me? Is there something you want or do you usually have
something shoved up your tushie?" asked Kase.

    Jace, Haleigh, and Ryan watched as they waited for Brian's answer.

    Finally he blurted out what no one would've ever thought he would say,
"Would you take a picture for me?"

    "What?" said Jace and Ryan.

    "What? Is that a bad idea?" asked Brian.

    "No, it's okay. It's just something I didn't think you would say to
me," said Ryan.

    "Why would you say that?" asked Brian.

    "Well the way you came over here and you slammed your hands on the
table kind of implicated that you were pissed off or something," said Ryan.

    "Oh that was just for dramatic effect," said Brian.

    Suddenly out of nowhere, Kase started laughing hysterically.

    "What the matter, Kase?" asked Ryan.

    "It's...n-nothing. Just go take your...PICTURE," laughed Kase.

    "Okay," said Ryan.

    Brian walked Ryan back to his table and Haleigh handed Ryan the camera.

    "Are you kidding me, Brian? You're going to let this faggot take your
picture?" whispered Jace.

    "Yes and if you don't quit accusing Ryan of being gay I will literally
shun you from my life and this picture, are we clear?" asked Brian.

    "Yeah, we're clear," said Jace as his face became fire hydrant red.

    "Okay, everyone ready? Say che--"

    "Wait, don't take the picture yet," Brian said.

    "What now, Brian? Can't you see you're wasting this poor boy's time,"
complained Haleigh.

    Brian stepped out of the picture and walked over to Ryan whispering
something in his ear. Whatever they were talking about made Ryan make
nervous and confused facial expressions. The only thing they heard was the
phrase, "Are you sure?"

    İİİ

    "I don't know if I can, I mean your friend Jace needs anger management
and just today he posted a note on my car," said Ryan.

    Ryan handed Brian the note that was earlier posted on his car. Brian
read it and shoved it in his back pocket.

    "How can you accuse Jace of doing this, it doesn't even has his name on
this. Did you guys have some fight or something? Because you both hate each
other," said Brian.

    "I'm telling you that's Jace's handwriting, I can tell it from a mile
away. I tutored him once, I would know his handwriting and he writes like
texts in acronyms. I only know one person that can write like this and
that's Jace," said Ryan.

    "True," said Brian. "I guess that is Jace's handwriting, I'm sorry for
yelling at you."

    "Don't worry about it, you just suck at making better friends," laughed
Ryan.

    "Shut up. So are you up for it?" asked Brian.

    "Um...sure, I guess it can't hurt," said Ryan.

İİİ


    Brian and Ryan got back to the table and went back into formation,
except this time Ryan set the camera on one of the opposite tables and set
the timer on the camera to ten seconds. Ryan ran back and jumped on Brian's
back.

    "What the hell is going on? Get off of him, faggot!" yelled Jace.

    "Jace, calm down. This is one of my own ideas now we only got ten--"

    "Make that five," said Ryan.

    "Crap, everyone pose now," said Brian.

    Everyone except for Jace was ready when the camera took their
picture. Ryan jumped off of Brian's back and looked at the camera.

    "Um...," was all that Ryan could say.

    The picture showed perfect personality. Haleigh was shown kissing Brian
on the cheek and Jace was still arguing with Brian so it showed his perfect
Hulk mode except for the part that the Hulk was green, not red. But when it
got to Brian's idea of a piggy back ride with Ryan, Ryan got this weird
feeling at the bottom of his heart he didn't know what it was but it felt
good but weird. Ryan was on Brian's back smiling, flashing the peace and
rocker hand signs and Brian was smiling and it looked like Brian was
looking directly straight up at Ryan.

    "What's with the um? Is it bad?" asked Brian.

    "Um, no it's...it's perfect," replied Ryan.

    "Hey, Ryan let's go," yelled Kase.

    "Um, I got to go...bye," Ryan said as he handed the camera back to
Haleigh.

    "That was weird, I wonder what was wrong with him," said Haleigh. "Well
here you go, I have to go to work, bye baby."

    Haleigh went to go kiss Brian on the lips but he turned and she only
kissed him on the cheek. Haleigh confused picked up her bag and left.

    "Dude, I can't believe you had that faggot in the picture," yelled
Jace.

    "I told you not to call him that," Brian said as he punched Jace right
in the nose.

    "What's wrong with you today? How can you stand up for him? I'm you're
best friend and he's just a faggot," said Jace.

    "He's not a faggot, he's Ryan. And if he was gay like you accuse him of
being, I still would stand up for him," said Brian.

    "Are you kidding me? He's infected with a disease that can get you too
if you're not careful," said Jace.

    "Homosexuality is not a disease, it's a way of life and if you can't
accept that then I'm afraid that we can't be friends anymore. There's no
way I'm going to be friends with a loser like you. Get out of my face,"
said Brian.

    "I am going to kill that faggot," mumbled Jace.

    "Kill? Oh so you're talking about this?" Brian said throwing the note
at Jace.

    "Where did you get this?" asked Jace.

    "Who do think? I got it from my friend, Ryan," said Brian.

    "Now you're friends with him?" said Jace.

    "You know what? I'm done arguing about this, I don't even know who you
are anymore," said Brian leaving Simply Edge.

    Jace got up off of the floor and tore up the note into little bits and
pieces. He looked around the diner and noticed that the place was
trashed. The grand opening seemed to turn from a royal castle to a day at
the dump. Just as Jace tried to leave the lights flickered on and off.

    "Now who do you think you are? Coming into my new place and making it
your home? Either you clean this all up or I call the cops," said the
pissed off owner.

    "But you have to understand, I didn't do this. It was that fag--"

    "Okay that's it, you are now my new janitor, bus boy, and waiter and
you're going to stay working here until you pay for the damages that you
have made here today," said the owner.

    "But--"

    "I don't want to hear a word come from your mouth until you do what I
want you to do," said the owner.

İİİ

    Brian got into his car and started his car. He put on his seatbelt and
as he buckled in his chest started to hurt. He looked down and saw the
camera. Brian unbuckled and noticed that it was still on. He pushed one of
the buttons so the screen would light up and when he did so he noticed that
the screen was already zoomed and at a particular point. The screen was
zoomed at the Ryan and him.

    "Is that what he was worried about?" wondered Brian.