True Blue

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Shailey

In the end, our second meals were very well done. I have to admit, I have never tasted a more delectable ceaser salad. Even better, my parents were equally satisfied, so I hope that meant that we would come here more often. Just a thought.

I was just about to get up and get ready to leave, when the women came to take our plates away and gave us another menu. I look at it confused. Then flip it over and read Desserts on the top of it. I look at it longingly, but I know that if I ordered something, I wouldn't be able to finish it, especially after that big plate of salad and bread. I look at my parents, who are both flipping through one of the menus.

"Are you going to get anything?" I ask them.

"I don't know." My mom says with a small smile. "I don't think I can eat any more"

"That is my thoughts as well. I would love to but all that food really filled me up." I say, and then look at my dad. He could definitely add a dessert onto his list. He usually does.

"Well, if both of you young ladies aren't going to have any more, then, I guess we will just have call it a night." He says slowly, knowing we were about to protest.

"Well maybe we can all share a dessert instead." I suggest, giving in and I squint at him playfully.

"Oui, oui mademoiselle." He says with a mocking bow of his head.

I just let out a laughing breath and gaze out the window at the amazing view. The sun has just finished going down on the horizon, so it is casting a faint, orange glow on the ocean. Seagulls are still gliding along the golden waves, crying or singing.

I hear more laughing and turn my head to see Jenna letting out a bellowing laugh, making Becca and Reilly start laughing. Seeing them made me want to go over there and join in, but I can not leave my parents, because that would be rude.

"Shai?" I turn my head and see my parents looking at me expectantly.

"I am sorry; I was distracted and didn't hear your question. Would you mind repeating it please?" I ask.

"I was wondering if the crème bruler au citron be okay?"

"Sounds delightful," I say, partially distracted.

'Is this what it feels like to feel left out from your friends?' I wonder. Even though I hadn't been invited over and only just met them, I feel the slightest tinge of jealousy, because I wasn't over there sharing those jokes and laughs. I realize that I was getting jealous over nothing. I accidentally let out a small smirk at myself for feeling that way. Now, I am suddenly very excited for what tomorrow will bring.