"You Want Fries With That?", chapter 11
After we got back from the park, I wanted to see if Mike had made it back. I looked around the parking lot. His car was still there, the car was open so I looked around. Jean and Lyn were looking the other way so I opened the door. I looked through Mike's stuff and then I saw it. My eyes almost went out of my head. An engagement ring sat on the top of his bag. I stood there. What if that was for me? Why didn't he give it to me? Then I realized maybe it was for someone else. I was going to cry but then my aunt called me.
"Are you coming?" she called.
"Yeah one second," I closed the door trying not to make a sound. On the drive home I didn't talk. No one talked.
**
A year had passed and a lot had changed. I got my Aunt Jean's old van because she bought a new one. I got back to my regular working hours, which sucked. Now, Green Day were rich and famous which made me mad. Thinking of Mike sitting there counting his loads of money. The song longview played each time I drove into work. It seemed to always to be stuck in my head, but there were other reasons behind that then the radio.
I walked into work pissed as usual, of course I was still working on drive-thru cause my manger is a bastard and won't give me a promotion.
"Hey welcome to McDonald's! How can I help you?" I asked.
"Just a large coffee and a small fries," the soft voice said.
"Ok, next window," The car looked pretty expensive. It drove up to the window and the car window rolled down. Guess who it was, one word. Mike. I could tell it was him, I could tell it was him from a mile away. He handed me the money and I just stood there, I was waiting for him to say hello.
"Uh, miss the money," he said.
"Oh right, haha," I laughed with a face that was unexplainable. He handed me the money and I went back to get his change. I looked in the car again once I came back. On the mirror on the front window, I saw the engagement ring I saw in his car a year ago, on my guitar pic necklace he got me for my birthday. I guess I had left it at his house when I got my stuff so many years ago. Or at least it felt like that. That pissed me off. He knew it was me. Come on the ring the and necklace, he still wasn't over me! I gave him his change and he drove off to the next window. I was mad, no past mad. Mike had done something with his life and he had totally pissed me off. I was done with working for a clown with a big red nose. I wanted to make a scene.
I threw my hat on the floor, it almost bounced off the floor cause I threw it so hard.
"I am done! Done with working for a clown and cleaning up after hundred pound five year olds!" I yelled it so loud that the parents in the play place were staring at me. I walked out feeling good. I walked to my car and drove off I was going to do something all right.
**
I used the money I had saved up to go to a pretty cheap college and I took classes to learn to become a nurse and that is what I did. In a year and a half I was a nurse. I worked at the same hospital I went to when I had a panic attack, big surprise there!
I met a doctor named Dylan and we soon clicked, we liked the same music and everything. I never did tell him about Mike, though. We soon married and had a kid of course. We had a daughter named Courtney. Yeah after my mom, I knew if I ever had a daughter I would name her after my mom. Dylan was a great guy, but some times I would sit and think about how different my life would be if I married Mike. Mike was the main thing I thought about whether I was washing the clothes or cooking. What do I think Mike's doing right know? Is he making the same dinner as me? I knew Mike was a jerk to me but I just wanted, well I didn't really know what I wanted. That was the problem.
"Are you coming?" she called.
"Yeah one second," I closed the door trying not to make a sound. On the drive home I didn't talk. No one talked.
**
A year had passed and a lot had changed. I got my Aunt Jean's old van because she bought a new one. I got back to my regular working hours, which sucked. Now, Green Day were rich and famous which made me mad. Thinking of Mike sitting there counting his loads of money. The song longview played each time I drove into work. It seemed to always to be stuck in my head, but there were other reasons behind that then the radio.
I walked into work pissed as usual, of course I was still working on drive-thru cause my manger is a bastard and won't give me a promotion.
"Hey welcome to McDonald's! How can I help you?" I asked.
"Just a large coffee and a small fries," the soft voice said.
"Ok, next window," The car looked pretty expensive. It drove up to the window and the car window rolled down. Guess who it was, one word. Mike. I could tell it was him, I could tell it was him from a mile away. He handed me the money and I just stood there, I was waiting for him to say hello.
"Uh, miss the money," he said.
"Oh right, haha," I laughed with a face that was unexplainable. He handed me the money and I went back to get his change. I looked in the car again once I came back. On the mirror on the front window, I saw the engagement ring I saw in his car a year ago, on my guitar pic necklace he got me for my birthday. I guess I had left it at his house when I got my stuff so many years ago. Or at least it felt like that. That pissed me off. He knew it was me. Come on the ring the and necklace, he still wasn't over me! I gave him his change and he drove off to the next window. I was mad, no past mad. Mike had done something with his life and he had totally pissed me off. I was done with working for a clown with a big red nose. I wanted to make a scene.
I threw my hat on the floor, it almost bounced off the floor cause I threw it so hard.
"I am done! Done with working for a clown and cleaning up after hundred pound five year olds!" I yelled it so loud that the parents in the play place were staring at me. I walked out feeling good. I walked to my car and drove off I was going to do something all right.
**
I used the money I had saved up to go to a pretty cheap college and I took classes to learn to become a nurse and that is what I did. In a year and a half I was a nurse. I worked at the same hospital I went to when I had a panic attack, big surprise there!
I met a doctor named Dylan and we soon clicked, we liked the same music and everything. I never did tell him about Mike, though. We soon married and had a kid of course. We had a daughter named Courtney. Yeah after my mom, I knew if I ever had a daughter I would name her after my mom. Dylan was a great guy, but some times I would sit and think about how different my life would be if I married Mike. Mike was the main thing I thought about whether I was washing the clothes or cooking. What do I think Mike's doing right know? Is he making the same dinner as me? I knew Mike was a jerk to me but I just wanted, well I didn't really know what I wanted. That was the problem.
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