Talk about bad timing.
Less than two weeks after Elena dumps me (I know, I know, I promised I’d stop whining about her) and Tobi’s off to his stupid camp AGAIN.
And to make matters worse, he came to me asking for advice yesterday… about Colette.
How the Hell was I supposed to convince him to finally make a move with her when I’m sitting here wallowing in self-pity and swearing off girls for the rest of my life? (Okay, okay, I’m totally exaggerating. But this seriously SUCKS. “I think we should see other people”? What the Hell kind of line is that?!)
Anyway, I kinda had no choice. He wanted my help… and I had to deliver, didn’t I? But of course I gave him a hard time about it… What kind of self-respecting Bruder would I be if I didn’t?
No, but seriously… Who would have ever dreamed that Tobias would be the one coming to ME for girl advice?! It’s not like I’m an expert or anything… Elena’s the only girlfriend I’ve ever had, and we barely even made it to second base (at least, I think it was second? I’ve never been into sports… Especially foreign ones. That’s Tobi’s thing. Definitely not mine).
Anyway, I guess that’s still one more girlfriend and two more bases than he’s had, if you can believe it.
I mean, all the girls at school practically melt just seeing him walk by – it’s pretty disgusting, actually. He could have any one of them he wants. But day after day, he turns them all down. And I know exactly the reason why…
He’s been waiting for Colette. And, well… It’s like he says – This summer could be his last chance.
I don’t know what Mama’s problem is. I get why she put up such a fight about them visiting each other back when they were kids… But Tobias and I are sixteen now. Colette’s almost seventeen. More than old enough to handle a bus ride out of the city. But she still won’t budge. And neither will Colette’s Papa, from the sound of it.
I guess I can’t help but feel kinda bad for Tobi, y’know? I mean, at this rate, who knows? Maybe he’ll have to wait til he moves out of the house before he can see her again.
The other day, I heard him talking to Jonas about it – he’d never DARE ask Mama… Even Tobi’s not dumb enough to try that. And, much as I hate admitting it… I think I agree with Jonas’ advice.
So when Tobias came to me, I told him pretty much the same thing – To grow a pair and go for it (okay, so maybe Jonas didn’t say it quite like that… But you get the idea).
And Tobi swore up and down that he would.
But we’ll see.
I just hope he doesn’t blow it like I did.