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@dylan-jay-jr-blog
Eleanor smiled and shrugged her shoulders, unable to remember whether she had ever had classmates like the few boys she was now teaching. “I’m not sure. It’s not like our generation was any better, right? I remember a lot of mischief going on behind the teachers’ back.”
“Sure, behind their backs,” Dylan attempted to justify, “but theres something rude about doing it to their face. I don’t think anyone I knew ever did that.”
Joseph laughed again to the comment of his accent “Aye, it does,” he said, still chuckling slightly. He nodded “It’s quite surreal actually and a right pain in the arse tae try and walk on. Especially when you’re trying tae grab a run away sheep.”
Dylan burst into laughter, but quickly became unsure of how serious he was. He didn’t want to ask and seem weird, he directed the conversation in a different direction instead: “Okay, so you’re from the snowy beach, and you’ve experienced the cloudy sunset, but have you seen the sunny beaches with the clear sunsets?”
“I grew up on the Isle of Harris, up in the Outer Hebrides of Scotland.” He replied, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jacket.
“That explains the accent!” Dylan smiled with some fascination, “It really gets cold enough to snow on the beach?”
Joseph shook his head with a laugh “I didn’t have tae travel tae see that. Snow is pretty much a guarantee where I’m from.”
“Alright, alright, foreigner. Where are you from?”
“Hey, I won’t ruin your dreams. If you want, I’ll tell you about how hot it gets in the summer and that you can’t even go for a swim because even the water’s too hot to handle,” Conor joked, a cheeky grin on his lips. “Even if you were complaining, I’d be the last person to tell you to stop. We all need to complain about stuff every now and then, I guess.”
“Oh, that’s just Jersey, man. Nobody dreams of Jersey.” Dylan shook his head, “You know that this means I have to complain now, right? And if you don’t join, I will complain about your lack of complaints.”
If Dani wasn’t an absolute mess before, she was now. As she gaped at the Dylan Jay, all ability to function left her mind and she was only left with the capacity to breathe. After what was far too long of deer-in-headlights silence, the blonde finally uttered a startled, “Um..” She pushed up her glasses on the bridge of her nose, closed her eyes in attempts to ‘reset,’ and then reopened them half expecting to find he’d gone. “I won’t scream,” she blurted stupidly. Fearing she was ruining this first impression, Dani went on in a rush, “But, I have seen all your movies– my mom and I are massive fans! Wow, it is so nice to meet you! I can’t believe I didn’t notice you sitting there. If you don’t mind me asking, what are you doing here in Harpoole? I’m Dani, by the way– wow I’m sorry, I don’t mean to gush all over you.”
Dylan laughed a little bit, “That’s alright. It’s nice to meet you Dani.” He extended his arm out, “I, um,” he stumbled along to find a different reason than to avoid encounters like this one, “I enjoy long walks on the beach. I had to move to one!” He giggled and shrugged. The complete flip in her demeanor caught him off guard, the new one screaming “I want an autograph.” Normally he doesn’t like these encounters, but the way she snapped from stressed out to perky and excited made him feel good. He needed some friends around here, and if being a fan bought him a conversation, he’d take it. “I meant about the long face, by the way. It’s very gone now, but you seemed like you needed to scream about stress.”
“Cold and cloudy is exactly what I want. The colder it is, the less tourists, and they don’t really fit into nature photography. You new around here, dude?”
“Yeah, I got here a few days ago, and haven’t gotten around to heading out yet.” Dylan explained, “That’s a nice camera you’ve got there. Do you just do nature?”
Rudy and Maria had already been to the beach today, but Dylan’s offer was tempting to them both. Rudy’s daughter tugged at his jeans, and gave him the puppy dog eyes. While she obviously wanted to go on the beach to create sandcastles, he wanted to watch that sunset. “Alright…” He smiled, and held onto her hand as they followed Dylan.
“Great!” Dylan smiled, “Don’t worry about her getting hungry, I’m bringing s’mores supplies.”
“Stalking me? I don’t think I want to ask him what he’s doing…” Mandy said with a shrug of her shoulders. A laugh did escape her a moment later, and then she added, “Can you blame me though?”
“Oh come on! If you we’re stalking someone and they asked what you were doing, would you just outwardly tell them you’re stalking them?” he giggled, “Maybe asking him will clarify that he isn’t stalking you!”
“No, just England, it’s in a whole league of its own,” Leo laughed, shaking his head a moment. “August’s usually better… or September. Summer never really seems to arrive until then.”
“That’s a pretty late summer. Does the sun actually come out then?”
“Now there’s a sight to see.” He mused with a smile “You’ve not lived till you’ve stood on a beach in the snow, and seen a frozen sea,” he continued. Joseph glanced at the other man and nodded, “Fair enough” he chuckled.
“You know that makes you sound like a total ass, right?” Dylan giggled, and mocked a teenager’s voice, “Like, we get it, you travel!”
“Oh, so I overdid it? Was I too enthusiastic?“
“No, no, I didn’t mean--It’s just hard to read a little bit! I love the enthusiasm! It’s gonna be a great seller.”
“I would appreciate that, given I quite like Les Mis. Of course, I don’t know if they can find anything quite so straightforwardly sexual from that, though,” she pointed out with a short laugh. “Anyway, it would be a very nice change. See, I don’t know. Because they are teenagers and haven’t had a young, female French teacher before?”
“Oh, jeez.” Dylan shook his head and laughed, “I wonder if we were that nasty then. I mean, it was like, 10 years ago. I had a few young teachers, but I don’t think that is something I would do so forwardly.”
“What? ‘I’ve been to the beach in colder weather’?” He asked jokingly, knowing well the other man had more likely meant what he’d said about the cloud. “Do you write poetry then?” Joseph continued, quickening his pace for a few step so that he was walking next to him.
“Much colder and it’d be snowing!” Dylan laughed, the proceeded sarcastically, “No, I just like to think of titles to poems and get inspired to throw my pens away.”
“Okay, fair enough, that’s definitely not exciting in the true meaning of the word. I wish they had the decency to think of something else, but hey, it’s a catchy song. Oh, yes, no one should mention that to them. They might try and do it.”
“Maybe they’ll try Les Miserables to keep your attention. That’s catchy if you’re in a showtunes mood, and could work in ways that aren’t a ‘I’m a kid in French trying to show I might know something’ way,” Dylan laughed, cutting himself off, “what am I saying? Why do they even quote that stuff?”
“It probably won’t get much warmer than this, so you better get used to watching sunsets in cold weather and covered by clouds,” Conor responded with a casual shrug of his shoulders and then added, “But, sure, I’ll join you. I don’t have anything else to do, anyway.”
“I figure, but a man can dream!” Dylan laughed a bit, “I wasn’t complaining, I was just noting it. Company will keep me from complaining.”
“Works where? Standing outside my window for a month? I’m pretty sure that’s not a job actually…” she responded with a shake of her head.
“Well, I just-” Dylan tried to think of something, but stumbled to find words, “-I just don’t think some random guy would stand there without reason. Have you tried asking him what he’s doing?”
