Chapter 2
Maria stormed into her room, turned on the light and sat in front of her mirror. She watched the tear fall down her face, mascara running down like a water fall. That's it, it's over. She thought to herself. She knew it was an impossible situation but for a mere second, she thought maybe Michael would be romantic without having to be nudged .
"Who needs him anyway? Him and his shitty haircut. Does he really think that would turn me on in anyway? You've got to be joking, a guy that doesn't even look like he's cut it in years." She knew it was going to be hard, going to school and walking down the corridors without him. Not having his strong arms around her, those passionate eraser room moments lost forever. "Fuck it, fuck him, I'll find someone that wants me. He hasn't even made time for me this past month." To busy with his alien groupies, didn't even call me for a week and then when he does. It's two o'clock in the morning.
She changed into her pj's, pulling the duvet cover over. Wiping of the makeup she had spent a whole 45 minutes on, and picking out a dress that she wouldn't be able to pay for, not on those wages. It was a good thing her mum had paid for it in the end. The only photo she had of Michael stood up on her bedside table. She looked at it lovingly for a few minutes, picked it up and flung it out the window with all her strength.
"Watch it, you nearly had my eye out. What the hell were you doing throwing things out in the street anyway?"
"Sorry mister, I …….Ex, as of tonight, just didn't want to be reminded of him tonight."
"Ok, can understand that, maybe I'll see you again, seeing as I know where you live."
"You might, if I find any more framed pictures of him or any presents. Wait, he forgot my birthday, and he worked on Valentine's day. That present was late, oh and Christmas he bought me a bumper for my car."
"Sounds like a real thoughtful guy if you ask me….."
"Yeah he is"
"There's a smile……..at least I made you laugh, look I'm gonna go now. Friday I'll be waiting inside café rouge, I'll have a table booked for 7, just ask for Anderson."
"hey do I get a first name? Anderson?"
"You do if you meet me there." He started walking off.
"And what makes you think I'll be there?"
He just kept walking and waved one hand in the air. Cheeky bugger.
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Maria stormed into her room, turned on the light and sat in front of her mirror. She watched the tear fall down her face, mascara running down like a water fall. That's it, it's over. She thought to herself. She knew it was an impossible situation but for a mere second, she thought maybe Michael would be romantic without having to be nudged .
"Who needs him anyway? Him and his shitty haircut. Does he really think that would turn me on in anyway? You've got to be joking, a guy that doesn't even look like he's cut it in years." She knew it was going to be hard, going to school and walking down the corridors without him. Not having his strong arms around her, those passionate eraser room moments lost forever. "Fuck it, fuck him, I'll find someone that wants me. He hasn't even made time for me this past month." To busy with his alien groupies, didn't even call me for a week and then when he does. It's two o'clock in the morning.
She changed into her pj's, pulling the duvet cover over. Wiping of the makeup she had spent a whole 45 minutes on, and picking out a dress that she wouldn't be able to pay for, not on those wages. It was a good thing her mum had paid for it in the end. The only photo she had of Michael stood up on her bedside table. She looked at it lovingly for a few minutes, picked it up and flung it out the window with all her strength.
"Watch it, you nearly had my eye out. What the hell were you doing throwing things out in the street anyway?"
"Sorry mister, I …….Ex, as of tonight, just didn't want to be reminded of him tonight."
"Ok, can understand that, maybe I'll see you again, seeing as I know where you live."
"You might, if I find any more framed pictures of him or any presents. Wait, he forgot my birthday, and he worked on Valentine's day. That present was late, oh and Christmas he bought me a bumper for my car."
"Sounds like a real thoughtful guy if you ask me….."
"Yeah he is"
"There's a smile……..at least I made you laugh, look I'm gonna go now. Friday I'll be waiting inside café rouge, I'll have a table booked for 7, just ask for Anderson."
"hey do I get a first name? Anderson?"
"You do if you meet me there." He started walking off.
"And what makes you think I'll be there?"
He just kept walking and waved one hand in the air. Cheeky bugger.
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