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Chapter 12
Ryan wiped the sweat off his forehead and grunted as he dug his shovel in the ground again. It was getting dark, and he'd been working since the sunrise. Construction wasn't a glamorous job, but it got food on the table every night. He sighed, he hated this. He hated the monotony of every day. He hated his cigar smoking boss. His coworkers were ok, but they all had their own issues to deal with. As he dug himself deeper into a hole, (literally) he began to wonder why he ever let Theresa talk him into this. She had said that it would be a perfect job for him, because he was so used to physical labor. As Ryan lifted a pile of dirt and rocks with his shovel he saw a black SUV fly past him. He stood stunned, "Oh my God, was that Marissa?" Ryan asked himself. Then, he shook his head, "Of course it wasn't, Marissa's in Newport, why would she ever be in Chino?" Ryan continued his work until suddenly he stopped again, "Maybe she's looking for me!" He thought to himself. "Idiot," he whispered, "Do you have any idea how many black SUVs there are in California?" He once again, continued to work, but only to stop himself again. "But what if it was her? What if she is looking for you?!" Ryan then reached into his pocket. He took out the picture of Marissa and starred at her. Even though he knew that it wasn't Marissa, he had to call her. He had to know. If it was her and she was looking for him, he would never forgive himself for not calling. He dug into his pocket, pulled out his cell phone, and dialed the number for the second time that day. This call was very much like his first, every ring he got more and more nervous. After the third ring, he heard a click, and then, something he wasn't expecting to hear. He heard her laughing. He heard Marissa's beautiful laugh, and then he heard her say, "Ok Summer, whatever." Then, Marissa asked, "Hello?" Ryan was stunned. He could have dealt with her crying, he could have dealt with her being angry, but laughing? Marissa was happy. Ryan couldn't believe what an idiot he had been. He thought that she had been looking for him. Marissa wasn't waiting, she wasn't pining. She was actually happy without him. "Hello?" Marissa asked again. Ryan swallowed and closed the phone, and slowly began to walk to his car to go home. Why did she have to be laughing?