"The Ice Cream Truck"

Chapter 3

well here ya go

when the concert ended, we head down the street to find my car being towed from the side walk.  

''What the hell are you doing!" I yell trying to chase my car dragging through the street.

After about five minutes of endless running, our heels break in half. 

And, we end up hitting hard on the concrete road.

I grab out my phone to call my mom and get us, but she doesn't pick up. 

Now my dad doesn't even pick up. 

''Shit! This is awful, tell me why you brought me along!" 

I yell with anger shivering through my body. 

''What! this night has been wonderful!"

my friend corrects, with a positive smile.  

we sit for an hour waiting for someone to finally pick up their fucking phone, but we're still out of luck and it's getting dark. 

''Hey! let's ask them for a ride!" 

my friend yell, pointing at the headlights coming our way. 

As it comes closer, I begin to recognise who it is. it's her boyfriend. 

When he pulls up next to us, he hops out.

''Yay! thank god you're here! we would've been out here all night!"

she shouts whilst kissing him. 

They both hop in the car and when I open the back seat door, a bunch of girls cover up all of the space.

''Sorry, sweetie the car is full.'' 

a blonde tells me with an annoying hint in her voice.

''Ugh, well I need a ride!"

I shout with even more anger flooding through me.

''Well it's too late now! she yells with laughter, already turning the corner. 

"Ahhhhh!" 

I yell, letting out my anger.

 

looks like I'm walking.

As I walk, barely knowing where I am going, I notice the change in day. 

it's dark, cold, and I'm starving. 

I look further ahead and notice a tiny lit up restaurant, only a block away. 

I run quickly as possible and enter the short, wooden doors.

I get inside to lay my eyes upon beautiful lights and decorative tables with silky white cloths and little dark roses on each one. 

The place is beautiful and I almost forget about my awful night.

as my eyes continue to roam, a short, middle aged women grabs my attention.

''Hello, miss. What table would you like to be seated?'' 

I look around the empty place and spot a booth just right across the room.

"That one."

I point her to it.

We walk to the table and she grabs me chips and salsa, that is the appetizer.

''Thanks.'' I say quietly. ''Would you like some water?"

''No thanks, but actually could I get a coke?"