After hours of feeling sorry for myself I hear the click of the door unlocking. Lissa silently walks in and sits by the window frame im sitting in.
"Whats up." She asks casually.
"Im adopted." I say, cutting to the chase was becoming a problem.
"What." She says and rises to my height.
"Yeah." I nod, and glance out the window again, resting my head on my hand.
She places her hand on my other one.
"Are you ok." She asks comfortingly.
"Not really." I truthfully answer.
"You want to talk about it." She asks.
"Theres not much to it. Janine...sent me an e-mail explaining part of it to me...and...thats pretty much it." I say. A little angry she didnt tell me all of it.
Lissa nods and squeezes my hand.
"Dimitri's back. He went shopping for your present. He's been looking for you." She says.
"Do they know im up here." I asked, worried they'd find me like this. For lissa, its ok. Shes my best friend.
"No. This was my personal guess." She says in a satisfyed voice.
We sat there for a few more moments before she physically coaxed me to get up, and go back out to my friends.
I push open the door and i cringe at the bright rays of sunlight falling upon my eyes. I had been in the dark comfort of the church basement for too long.
"You ready to face the real world again." Says lissa.
"Do i have a choice." I say and step into the courtyard like i had hours earlier.
I walk back into the court. Its not as crouded as it was this morning.
"The others are waiting at a table in the resteraunt." She says and points to the big wooden doors labelled: RESTERAUNT.
I sat down next to dimitri and lissa sat across from me.
"Happy birthday rose. I ordered for you. Greek salad. Your favourite." He says happily, proud of himself. I look at lissa strangely. The fact was, i hated greek salad. I didnt just hate greek salad. I didnt like any salad at all. And he knew that.
The waiter came and placed the sloppy, wet, leafy bowl of 'salad' in front of me. I couldnt help but cringe, lucky dimitri didnt see. I didnt want him to feel down about forgetting.
As everyone dug into their delicious meaty meals i simply rolled the small tomatoes in my salad with my fork.
"Whats the matter, rose. Why arent you eating." Says dimitri, wiping his mouth with a napkin.
"Oh. Im not hungry." I shrug, hoping I was convincing.
Everyone got up and dimitri says, "hey I've gotta go, i'll see you later." And kisses my forehead.
After everyone leaves a tear falls into my salad.
I get up, throw my napkin onto the table and leave.
I was pretty offended that dimitri completely forgot the difference between my favourites and my most hated.
