Saturday, October 3rd, 12:30 PM

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"Hey Nick, why don't you go grab us a table while we order?" I say.

"Okay, order me the small Strawberry-Cinnamon Delight with extra whip."

"Okay. Linds, what are you getting?"

"A medium Berry Blast. What about you?"

"I don't know. Oh, we're up! Can I get a, um, a, eh, a chocolate, no, Linds? How 'bout you order?"

"Good idea. We'll take one small Strawberry-Cinnamon Delight with extra whip, a medium Berry Blast, a medium Cocoa Fudge Grand Slam, and a large Mama Madness."

"Okay, for here of to go?"

"For here."

"Okay, that will be $29.04. Cash or card?"

"Cash." I hand the cashier a fifty.

"Thank you! Here's your change! Have a nice day!"

"Thanks." We go sit down with Nikki. "Okay here's your sugar bomb Jess. Eat up."

"Thanks. I just can't believe I was so stupid."

"Hey! You are not stupid!" Lindsay yells. Everyone turns their head towards us.

"I don't know, all the signs were there," Nikki argues. Lindsay slaps her. "Hey!"

"You are not stupid. John is a horrible, terrible, duffus, who just doesn't have the ability to see who you really are: a wonderful, beautiful girl who any intelligent, awesome, amazing guy would be lucky to have," Lindsay says.

"Stop. You guys are awesome."

"We know!"

"I can't even remember why I ever liked that idiot."

"Who knows? I like chocolate. It never treats me right, but I always come back for more," I say before taking another bite of my ice cream. 

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