The Kind Of Luxuries We Felt We Deserved
October, 1997
Playboy's College Fiction Contest WinnerUniversity of Iowamy stepbrother Donny's 12th birthday was all boys and Melanie, my stepsister. I deejayed, but it was no use. Donny and his friends just grouped up in a half circle behind the turntable and kept requesting the same three Van Halen songs. From our spot near the sink, Melanie and I watched the boys bump shoulders while one of them tried jumping into a half-split in front of the refrigerator. After a while, Melanie got sick of the Van Halen a...