No sign of Margo. Three weeks and no signs. Three weeks was over the extended time I had given her. I needed to go back to school. I packed my things back up and put it in the minivan. I kissed the parents good bye, and I was back to college with no distractions, no matter how many times Margo popped through my window.
I night I got back to school, I settled in. Shawn seemed indifferent to having me back. I was able to speak with my professors and get all the work I missed. I figured I be caught by you know, the end of next year. I had missed so much, but I knew I could catch up. It was my choice to go with Margo.
I have to say, the after a week back, I thought Margo would come looking for me. But she didn't. I was surprised, and unfortunately, upset. I liked loving the adventurous life, but I couldn't do it on my own. I could never force myself to do it. Margo was the only one that could force me to carpe diem. Carpe Diem was a term I never really used, until I was in Chuck's room with Margo on our special night together. It was the first time I had ever heard someone use the phrase without asking the meaning or explaining it. It was unfamiliar, it was foreign. Margo's whole life was unfamiliar and foreign, but it wasn't the life for me. I could never be like her. She is someone I would dream to be or be with. But it just wouldn't, just couldn't happen. I was busy becoming a doctor, Margo was busy making history.
Two weeks back and still no sign of Margo. I was finally catching up in my classes and maintaining good grades. I hardly ever thought about Margo. Christmas break came, I went home to celebrate with my family, we had a nice dinner. For New Years Ben, Radar, Lacey, Angela, and a few other friends came over. We had a small party. I invited Margo, but she didn't show. Ben got drunk on Champagne. I drank a little too, but not to the point of being anywhere near drunk. A week later I went back to school. On January 15, I had hardly been thinking about Margo at all. She barely ever crossed my mind, until that night. I was watching the news on my computer when a "missing persons" report came up. It was Margo. Someone had filed a missing persons report for her. The lady on the news said it was her current roommate. She had been staying in San Fransisco. Her roommates name was Alice Blane. She looked nice, I could see why Margo would stay with her. She said she went to wake Margo up, and she was gone. No signs of her. All her things, her car, gone. She hadn't known that Margo was known for running away when things got boring, so she filed a missing persons report. I figured I would keep an eye out for her, though her roommate said she always mentioned visiting New York. The report was over and the people on the station started talking about a local McDonalds that did not meet the Health Inspector's code. I shut down my computer and decided to get some rest. The day had confused me. I need some time to sit, process, and do something I hadn't done in a long time. Think about Margo.
