Jonathan & Charles
By: James Jenkins
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based on the short film "My 13" aka "13 Ans" (2008). This is my version of how
I preferred the film had ended. The film and its characters are property of
director/writer Rudi Rosenberg. I do not own the rights or know anyone who
worked on the film. This story is 100 % FICTIONAL.
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People go outta
their heads looking for "The One". For one, just turned 13, it was
one boy only-it was Jonathan. He's one of the coolest kids at school. Plus,
unlike others, he was the craziest. Bet lots of kids asked themselves if they'd
have a shot at him, he was one of them. Still didn't have the guts to talk to
him, but there was still a chance. In 3 days, it will be his sister Julie's
birthday party, he had to invite him. At first it seemed an unlikely thought that
he'd ever talk to him- Charles "The Ginger." Shit, they'd first met when
he accused Charles of stealing his calculator. Charles almost laughed when Jonathan
told his Dad to fuck himself after he came to school to resolve it. He
fell in love with him that day! In three weeks, they were mates, but Charles
wished they were much more. Did take some time to forgive Jonathan but still Charles
thought he's kinda nuts. He's my best friend....my
only friend. I see him on a bench at break, looking like his dog just died but
knowing the real reason. Gotta be outta
my mind, but I'm inviting him to the party. First, I give him a Peace Offering.
Damn, will I have the balls to tell him the truth?
Jonathan wasn't the type to really hang
out with people he didn't like. He sat by himself on the bench pondering
certain events. He didn't seem busy as he stared into the sky.
"Here, take this." Charles held the
calculator straight out towards him. Jonathan looked at him as if he had two
heads at first.
"My calculator. I don't use it."
Jonathan read through it. "Why would
you give me it?" he asked.
"Thought you'd have a better chance
getting an A with it since you tried kicking my ass over it."
Jonathan nodded and took it "T-thanks."
Charles sat down next to him. If only Jonathan
knew what was going through his head. Just then his brunette sister Julie and
one of her friends, walked through the schoolyard right past them giggling over
something. "Ginger!" the word came out. Fuck I hate when people
call me that, now even Jonathan was giggling-his eyes on Charles sister. Wish
I was invisible right now!
Jonathan giggled and then turned to look
at him. "You...know it's a joke, right?"
The curly redhead shrugged his shoulders.
"You don't get called it 24/7." Charles didn't want to sulk but
couldn't help it being reminded how he's so dorky by almost everybody.
"I'd just shrug it off. It's not the
end of the world."
Charles smiled back; he was right. Still
had one chance at telling Jonathan. "Tomorrow's Julie's birthday...you wanna come?"
"Hmm yeah, sure. I can tag along,"
Jonathan said. Once the calculator had been given to him, he seemed relatively
tame.
"Cool, see you tomorrow." Charles
bumped fists with Jonathan and left, he had a test to study for. He wasn't sure
if Jonathan watched him leaving, but the thought made the freckled boy blush.