A month had passed. There was only a few days left until Thanksgiving break. Randy was going out of town with his parents for Thanksgiving. AJ was going to her grandma's. Trish was going to her grandma's farm to visit Chris. Phil was staying with relatives. The only people who were staying home for Thanksgiving were Sam and John. Sam hated Thanksgiving. For the couple years all her parents seemed to do was fight. For some reason it was particularly bad on Thanksgiving. She was pretty sure they were going to get a divorce. Sam was in her fourth period English Lit. class. John walked in and went up to the teacher Mrs. Wright.
"Ok John." Mrs. Wright said. "Welcome to the class." "You can take the empty seat next to Miss Jenner. He went and sat down.
"Hi Sammy." He whispered.
"Hi." She whispered back. "What are you doing here?"
"My fourth period class had to many students." "I have that class eighth period now."
"Ok class." Mrs. Wright said. "You're writing assignment for the rest of the period is you must write a poem." "It can be any type of poem, a limerick, a haiku, a free verse." "It has to be about something that means something to you." "I expect them on my desk tomorrow."
Later that night Sam was in a nice hotel bathroom. She'd just come out of the shower and put on a bathrobe. Her hair was still wet. She went into the bedroom. Randy was laying in the bed.
"Feel better now?" Randy asked.
"Yeah." She got in bed and snuggled up to him. They kissed.
"Good." "I can't wait until we have our own place."
"Me either." "Although that won't be until a long time from now." "I mean we both still have college and stuff."
"Yeah but even when we visit each other in college you don't have to lie and say you're spending the night at AJ's." "I still can't believe they buy that excuse."
"I know but they spend to much time fighting nowadays to pay any attention to me."
"I know you're not looking forward to Thanksgiving."
"No I'm not I wish I could come with you."
"I do to." "I'm gonna miss you." "Are you gonna miss me?"
"Of course." "That's why we're here tonight isn't it?"
"Yeah."
"I can't believe it's November already is it just me or does this year seem to going by fast?"
"No it's not just you." "Listen, I know you're nervous about going to different schools next year don't be." "You'll go to medical school." "I'll go to hopefully the University Of Michigan and when we're done, we'll be together."
"I love you."
"I love you to."
The next day everyone was leaving school Thanksgiving break started tonight. Thanksgiving was tomorrow.
"Well everyone have safe trips and happy Thanksgivings." Sam said.
"You to." Phil said. Sam hugged AJ.
"Call me when you get to your grandma's alright?"
"I will." AJ said. Happy Thanksgiving."
"Happy Thanksgiving." "Trish have a good time at your grandma's."
"I will." Trish said.
"Happy Thanksgiving John."
"Happy Thanksgiving Sammy. He said.
"Have a good holiday dude." Randy said looking at John.
"You to." Sam turned to Randy.
"Well I guess I'll see you in three days." Sam said.
"Yep." "I'll call you when we get there."
"Ok." They kissed. "I love you."
"I love you to." The next evening Sam was sitting down to Thanksgiving dinner with her parents. Even though no one was speaking you could cut the tension will a knife.
"May I be excused please?" Sam asked.
"Yeah." Her mom said.
Sam went to her room. At around midnight she heard the familiar sound of her parents screaming at each other from there bedroom. She tried calling Randy's cell phone but he didn't answer. She knew AJ didn't have a cell phone. The only person left to call was John. She called his cell phone.
"Hello?" He said.
"I didn't wake you did I?"
"No."
"My parents are fighting." "Can I spend the night over there?"
"Sure you know the drill." "See you in a few minutes."
Sam got up and went acrossed the street to John's house. Ever since they were little she'd sneak over to John's in the middle of the night. She knew to use the backdoor. The key was under the mat. She went into the house and up to John's room. She went in his room.
"Hi." He said.
"Hi." She sat on the bed. "Thanks for letting me stay here." "I couldn't listen to them fighting another second."
"No problem." "Want a midnight snack?"
"Sure."
"Ok I'll be right back." A few seconds later John came back up with two plates of chocolate pie.
"Thanks."
"No problem." He said sitting on the bed next to her.
"This is good." "Like always."
"Yeah." "Can you believe how fast this year is going?"
"I know." "I was just saying the same thing to Randy last night."
"I know you'll make a great doctor."
"If I tell you something do you promise you won't tell Randy?"
"I promise."
"Last summer I applied for a medical internship." "It's a year long."
"I don't see why that would bother him."
"It's in London."
"London?"
"Yeah."
"London, England?"
"Yeah."
"Wow."
"I know." "I really hope I get accepted."
"It would be a great learning experience for you."
"Yeah." "It would." "Randy's ok with me going to another state but this is another country." "For a year." "Even with his money he can't fly to London on weekends."
"Sammy what do you want to do?"
"I wanna go to London."
"Then if you get in I think you should go." "It might be hard for Randy to accept at first but I think he would be fine with it eventually."
"I just don't want to screw up my future plans." "I wanna finish medical school, become a doctor." "Hopefully after that Randy will ask me to marry him one day." "Then maybe we can have some children."
"Boys or girls?"
"I want the first one to be a girl." "I'm gonna name her Isabelle."
"That's really pretty." "I like it." "Everything you want will happen for you Sam."
"How do you know?"
"If anyone deserves it it's you."
"Thanks."
"Well we should get some sleep." John got a blanket and pillow.
"I always feel bad sleeping in your bed." John turned off the light.
"Well don't." "Goodnight Sammy."
"Goodnight John."
Before John shut the light off Sam saw a piece of paper on his nightstand. It looked like his poem for English class. Sam waited until John fell asleep. Then turned on the desk lamp next to the bed. She held the paper under the light. It had an "A" on it. It was entitled "Future" It read.
The future is bright. The future is clear. Any future without her is an incomplete future. In the future through envious and jealous eyes he'll watch the one he wants marry and have children with someone else. The future he wants. The children he wants. The wife he wants. The woman he loves more then anything in the world. Every time he looks at her he'll see the future he wants but will never ever have. Therefore he will never be truly happy but always incomplete.
"Poor guy." "He must really miss Trish." Sam thought. She laid down and went to sleep.