1 Chapter 4
"Maria, your late honey."
"Shit, is it that time already? You know I'm working tonight." She woke up. Looked in the mirror and pulled a face.
Michael had called a number of naught times, and obviously wasn't upset at all about their break up. "I don't care, I don't care, crap Liz guess who's walking up to me. Mr. Fucking Asshole."
Michael knew he hadn't tried hard enough in their relationship, but she was the only person he cared about. Who he'd probably ever feel like this, about in his entire life on earth. But today she looked different. He looked around and he realised that every guy was staring at her. She'd run over to the owner of a red sports car.
Max placed his hand on his shoulder. "Who's that? A new kid coming in the middle of the semister? Isobel do you know anything of this?"
"What makes you think I would, but it sure seems Maria's getting a taste of him. Emmmm, nice ass."
"Isobel, would you shut up." Michael starred intensely.
"Who's grouchy today then? Maria dump you for the guy with lets see, the hair, the car, the money, the meal for two, the romantic single white rose. Isn't that her favourite?"
Michael grabbed Isobel's arm, "A meal for two? How do you know about it? Huh?"
"Watch it." Isobel turned away and sulked on the bench.
"Isobel?! Please, I've never….what do you know?"
"It's gonna cost you." Michael twisted her arm again.
"Ok, ok, just leave of the arm, you're gonna ruin my new sweater." Michael gave her a disheartening look of anticipation.
"When I got the take away last night, I saw then in café rouge. Enjoying a pleasant candle lit dinner for two. She was wearing a killer outfit; Black and red dress I think it was."
It was too late Michael had already moved away, obviously she'd been seeing someone else.
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"Maria, your late honey."
"Shit, is it that time already? You know I'm working tonight." She woke up. Looked in the mirror and pulled a face.
Michael had called a number of naught times, and obviously wasn't upset at all about their break up. "I don't care, I don't care, crap Liz guess who's walking up to me. Mr. Fucking Asshole."
Michael knew he hadn't tried hard enough in their relationship, but she was the only person he cared about. Who he'd probably ever feel like this, about in his entire life on earth. But today she looked different. He looked around and he realised that every guy was staring at her. She'd run over to the owner of a red sports car.
Max placed his hand on his shoulder. "Who's that? A new kid coming in the middle of the semister? Isobel do you know anything of this?"
"What makes you think I would, but it sure seems Maria's getting a taste of him. Emmmm, nice ass."
"Isobel, would you shut up." Michael starred intensely.
"Who's grouchy today then? Maria dump you for the guy with lets see, the hair, the car, the money, the meal for two, the romantic single white rose. Isn't that her favourite?"
Michael grabbed Isobel's arm, "A meal for two? How do you know about it? Huh?"
"Watch it." Isobel turned away and sulked on the bench.
"Isobel?! Please, I've never….what do you know?"
"It's gonna cost you." Michael twisted her arm again.
"Ok, ok, just leave of the arm, you're gonna ruin my new sweater." Michael gave her a disheartening look of anticipation.
"When I got the take away last night, I saw then in café rouge. Enjoying a pleasant candle lit dinner for two. She was wearing a killer outfit; Black and red dress I think it was."
It was too late Michael had already moved away, obviously she'd been seeing someone else.
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