CHAPTER 9 - "Just sitting here..."
'Oh, yeah... just sitting here the two of us! Just like I dreamed!'.
"C-Cindy" Jimmy said, looking away, nervous, "Can I ask you a question? Personally?", he looked at her again, then at his finger, which was making circles very fast on the table.
"Uhmmm... sure!" Cindy replied.
"Would you be... m-my g-girlfriend?" Jimmy asked, more nervous at the response he was going to get.
"You're kidding with me, right?" Cindy said.
"What! No! I-I mean..." Jimmy stood up, and backed away scared. "If you don't want to be it, it's-".
"I say 'YES'" she said, simply and smiling from ear-to-ear.
"You mean...?" he asked, his eyes opened wide.
She nodded. His nervous look turned dreamily as he looked at her. Those green sparkly eyes confirmed what she was saying. He took his chair close to hers, then hugged her, and leaned closer. They kissed.
"Your pecan ripple ice cream with chocolate sause. Yeah! Eat it before it melts. Yeah, yeah, that's it!" Sam interrupted, bringing the orders to the table.
"My favourite flavour! Jimmy, how did you know? Thanks!" Cindy squealed.
"Hey, it's my favorite, too!" Jimmy replied.
"Wait a minute... I didn't know you liked it!" Cindy exclaimed. She had a point.
"Then it's because you were... thinking about it?" Jimmy said, smiling sheepishly.
"You know what? Sometimes I suspect you read my mind" Cindy said.
"Oh, well... that's... quite imposible..." he said, trying to cover.
"Why not? I-I mean, think about a guy with those posibilities! Do you know what Sigmund Freud said before dying?" she said.
What do girls want? both said in unison.
"Exactly. Imagine a guy with that power! With that knowlegde! Well, it could be a girl, also" Cindy said.
"Yeah, but that would have to be a real genius after electrocuting himself with an antena" Jimmy said, drinking the ice cream faster.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Cindy asked.
"Nothing... I was just... making a joke..." Jimmy said.
"Oh!" Cindy said, quickly, trying to understand the 'joke'. But instead, she drank a bit of the ice cream.
They both drank silently their ice cream and looked on each others eyes.
"Uhmmm... wanna go to the movies?" he asked.
"Well, what the heck! Sure!" she responded.
It was a bit late, so the only movie they got to see was the horror movie 'Chucky Eight, the return of the evil papa'.
'Oh, dear! I've already seen it on DVD! But, let's not ruin this moment...'
"Cindy, if you don't want to see it, it's fine" Jimmy said, 'hearing' her again.
"Well, duh... but it's the only movie here... actually, they have only two movies, and the other sucks, so... it's not really important" Cindy said.
"Nope, that's not important. The important thing is, you're with me" Jimmy said.
"Jimmy... that's soooo sweet of you!" Cindy said, with puppy fluff eyes.
'Mmph... nice... I wish my husband would say that to me everyday...'.
"Huh?" he asked to himself in confusion. He realized when he spotted a big fat recepcionist woman. "Oh, hi! Uhmmm... two tickets, please".
"Sure. You're lucky. Just four seat remain. The two first were going to be for me and myhusband" the recepcionist said, holding two tickets on her hand.
Jimmy took the tickets. "And what happened to him?" he asked.
"He-he never showed up!" the receptionist cried.
"Ooh... poor woman!" Cindy said.
"Yeah, but... hey, you know what? You don't need that jerk then. Come join us!" Jimmy said.
The recepcionist stopped crying.
"Sniff... really?".
"Really really" Jimmy said.
"Chucky, wait for me!" the recepcionist said, as she ran like crazy to the cinema's doors.
Cindy lyed her head on Jimmy's shoulder as both entered the cinema as well.
"Only one seat remains, huh? That's great!" an evil voice said.