So, I figure it’s time to meet the rockstar, or at least, the soon to be Love-of-His-Life. Je veux… is the story of farmboy from Iowa, who moved away to Los Angeles six years ago with the dream of becoming a doctor, and a French Canadian rockstar from the wrong side of the tracks who really needs someone who’ll love him despite who he keeps trying to be. (There, if that didn’t confuse you, go to the head of the class. :P)
This one’s been interesting to write because I’m playing a lot of different themes off each other. John’s an introverted workaholic with a secret crush and problems balancing his career goals with his personal life. Phane’s an extraverted workaholic with a secret crush and a cripplingly poor idea of his value to others. They’re endearingly shy with each other, in their own way.
So, meet John Carver, second year med student. He has a family. They drive him nuts. And if any of my relatives are reading, these characters are all fictional. Really.
PS. Martin is John’s ex, who didn’t make it into med school and, well, that relationship went down the tubes afterwards. Izzy is a fellow med student and study partner. Lana is John’s sister-in-law. She’s a hoot–that’ll be a story to write someday…
Lana had already crossed the basement family room and was rummaging through the drawers of his dresser, crammed into what little space had still existed in the miniscule bedroom after his bed and his books had been moved into it. He’d helped them build it during the summer after Martin, when he’d found himself sleeping on their couch because he couldn’t bear the idea of meeting the man again, even to get the rest of his things. Izzy and the crew had done that for him, too.
“Well, for a gay man, you have nothing to wear. Were you standing in the wrong line when they passed that out?”
“I have better things to do with my time, like memorize cranial nerves. Lana, just let it go—Matt`s going to have kittens.”
She spotted the new t-shirt balled up on the floor. “Oh, what’s this?” She picked it up and shook it out, holding it at arm’s length to get a good look at it.
“Oh, this is the one! The colour is perfect” She held it out imperiously towards him and motioned for him to take off the black t-shirt.
“No, Lana, it’s too tight.” God forbid she found out why exactly he preferred his t-shirts a bit loose.
“Johnny, you have a nice body, you keep yourself in shape. You need to show off your assets if you want to catch this guy’s eye.”
“Lana, there is no guy, will you let go…?!” He ducked and twisted, but she was fast and had twitched his t-shirt up under his arms before he could get away, exposing his chest to her view.
“Oh. My. God,” she said, a look of shocked hilarity on her face. “Does Matt know about those?”
John grimaced and pulled the front of the t-shirt down to cover his piercings. “No, and you’re not going to tell him, right?”
“Not on your life. And it would be your life, too, if he found out. I love your brother, Johnny, but there are some things he’s just not reasonable about. Here, try this on.”
Yep. Family. Can’t live with ’em, can’t shoot ’em. Right, Babi?
Hope you enjoyed the tickle. I’ll be back next week with something else.
Kitty, hooking little gold squirrels up with hotties