The End of a Project

JUNE 4th, 2011

I walked in on an argument at the coffee shop.

Both Margaret and Eileen were in the work outfits. Margaret had her friend Amy on her side, while Eileen stood alone.

"I don't care! I'm not going to stand here and have you talk badly about him!" Margaret said angrily to Eileen. She walked away and Amy followed, leaving Eileen standing alone. I walked up to her to see what's up.

"Everything okay?"

It took Eileen a while to answer back.

"…Oh hey Mordecai. Um…not so much."

"What happened, what were you and Margaret arguing about?" I led her to a table where we could sit.

"Well there was this party we were at last night and Repar was there as well. And let's just say, he was acting like a jerk. So I told Margaret today the honest truth that he was being a jerk and that's when she started to become defensive just now."

"Wait, Margaret was defending him? Last time me and her talked, she said she broke up with him."

"Oh…yeah, they got back together…"Eileen said shyly.

That bitch!

Honestly though, I really wasn't surprised.

I rested my head in my palm, "Wow, really?"

"Yeah."

There was silence.

"Mordecai?" Eileen said.

I raised my head.

"I'm on your side."

"What?" I asked.

"This thing between you and Margaret: I'm on your side."

I smiled, "Thanks."

Man, Eileen's the best. Here I thought she'd be supporting Margaret. I guess she knows where I'm coming from too.

"No problem. I've been having problems with her too and I'm just getting tired."

"I hear that."

"She told me you two have a presentation today."

"Yep, that's bound to be interesting. Eileen, could you do me a favor?"

"Sure thing."

"When you talk to Margaret, tell her if there's any chance me and her can actually talk, then we can meet up. If not then it's done."

"Will do."

A little closure wouldn't hurt, would it?

"Alright you two, you have half the class period to present, you may begin when you're ready," The professor said.

Margaret and I stood in front of the classroom. The coliseum-like seating all pointing towards us. It's funny: I'm not a student at this school. I don't have any grades in danger, yet I feel as never as if I actually am in that situation. I guess working on something long enough effects, whether it directly impacts you or not.

We began with the first slides, going exactly how we rehearsed. Problem was, it went way to quick, not even ten minutes. I think deep down we were both trying to finish up so we wouldn't have to stand next to each other.

Half-way through, we were stuck.

"What should we do now?" I asked, while we stood there stupidly. The stares from the students weren't helping either.

"Let's just get this over with…" Margaret sighed, just barely making eye contact with me.

And that's just what we did. We got it over with and it ended terribly: Jumbled, unorganized, just bad. Wasn't even half the period. I knew we probably got a bad grade.

I bet Margaret wishes we still friends right now. If we were, I'd try and help get her grade up like I did last time.

But after what she's been doing recently, I'm not saving her ass again.

Next chapter should be up later today. I'm pretty sure we've reached the half point now.