Day Fortyfive

Silly Jez, who let me half-arsedly convince him out of work.

I think of studying at med library but decide I'd feel more comfortable at home. It's a stupid time to be catching the train, but the high risks of being trampled on or pushed off the platform don't dissipate until well past 7:00 pm. Who wants to wait that long.

I take my place on the platform next to a geeky sort of boy in business attire. The train arrives. I turn my head in its direction, catch a glimpse of geeky boy's face, and feel my jaw drop.

I haven't seen him for 5 or 6 years. He looks more or less the same. Taller, a little more mature. Acne cleared up. I see my look of shock reflected on his face. Then my very first ex recovers and says hello. I don't know what name he goes by these days, so I say "oh, hi". Then it's kind of awkward, before we launch into the standard conversation between two people who after several years know nothing about each other. I secretly hope that he still lives in Summer Hill, leaving me 7 more stops to be with my one and only Bowser's Castle.

Then it gets less awkward until he says "times goes by so quickly".

"I know, right?" I say. "I've been at uni for three years already."

"Oh, I meant high school too."

I grimace, and wonder whether he's also remembering one afternoon shortly after I broke up with him when Jenny, Jenny and I walked behind him to the station and yelled "Yak, Yek, Yik, Yok, Yuk!" to his back.

Silence. He probably is. I suddenly have an overwhelming urge to laugh.