Sometimes things are hard to remember. It was like when Stradlater got back from his date with Jane. I mean I can’t remember what I was doing when I heard his stupid footsteps something down the corridor. I was probably looking out of the window, but I can’t remember I swear. I think I was worried, that’s why; I was damn worried. I don’t fool around when I’m worried.

He came in moaning about how cold it was. Then he asked me something but I guess I wasn’t listening . He didn’t say one goddam word about Jane. Not one. Neither did I. All he did was to thank me for letting him wear my hound’s-tooth. He asked me whether I’d written his goddam composition for him. I told him it was on his goddam bed. He stood there, reading it and sort of stroking his bare chest and stomach, with this stupid expression on his face. All of a sudden he said, ‘Chrissake, this is about goddam baseball glove’. Boy he was sore. He was really furious. So I tore it up into a million pieces and chucked into the trash can. Stradlater wanted to know why I did it. I didn’t even bother to answer him. I lay down on my bed and lit a cigarette, you weren’t allowed to in the dorms but it was late besides I did it to annoy Stradlater. It drove him crazy when you broke the rules. He never smoked in the dorms. I got curious about what happened between Stradlater and Jane, apparently they went nowhere and just sat in the car. Yeah right, I bet Stradlater had sex with her in the car which he borrowed from Ed, basket ball coach. I lost control and starting to go for Stradlater - I remember this bit. I remember missing Stradlater. I also vaguely remember being pinned down by Stradlater and Strad’ trying to calm me down. I remember being hit by him too only because my nose started to bleed. I kept on calling him a sonovabitch and all for about ten hours.

I told him he didn’t even care if a girl kept all her kings in the back row or not, and the reason he didn’t care was because he was a goddam stupid moron. He hated that. All morons hate it when you call them a moron. He didn’t even know if her first name was Jane or Jean, the goddam moron. He eventually left. I put my red hunting cap on and took a look at my bloody face. I’ve only had two fights in my life- and I’ve lost both of them. I went to see Ackley kid.