Chapter 2 Pour my Heart Out
The rest of my day goes painstakingly slow. I do not want to go out on a date with Mordecai. It's not that I don't like him or anything, I mean, he's cute and funny.. But I've been best friends with me since 1st grade.
And that's pretty awkward, 'ya know?
Plus, he spit fish burrito on my shirt and farted during a movie.. I don't really want that to happen again.
But after my shift was done, I had no choice. I was going to see Zombocalypse 2 in 3D with Mordecai that night at 8:00. This was going to suck.
I waited patiently. At 7:30 Mordecai rang my doorbell. Outside was a black car with red interior. "Dang, Mordecai, I thought all you had was a golf cart." Oh my god. I just sounded sooo frikkin' rude.
"Nah, I got this baby. I just don't drive it that much. It's a gas guzzler."
I just stood there, unable to speak. I had just caught a glimpse of Mordecai, and he looked hilarious. I couldn't help it. I started laughing. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry." I say after I'm done laughing. "It's just.."
"I know. Rigby drew a bowtie on me and a mustache while I took a nap. Said I looked sexy for my date. It's permanent."
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I know you must think I'm the rudest beotch ever."
"Nah, it's cool. I know Rigby set you up to this."
"What? You think Rigby set me up to this? No, I totally asked you out on my own." I sighed. "I, umm… Like you."
I know this chapter was short, but the next one won't be. Sorry.