Episode 1(Part 2 of 2):
We walked up to the starbucks door. I walked up thinking "Falcon Punch!" while trying to push it open. It opened and we walked in. Katie turned the lights on.
"Now what?" she asked.
"Why don't you make us some coffee, you used to work here right? Or actually I hate coffee, do you know how to hit up a hot chocolete?"
"Wait... how did you know that?"
"How did I know what? That you worked here? I don't know actually, you just look like the type of chick that would work here."
She went behind the counter, giving me a look that she was clearly not satisfied with my answer. What made me mad is that I truely don't know how I knew she used to work here. I guess I must have saw it on facebook or something. Thats probably what made her mad; I friend requested her twice and she rejected both times.
She made herself some kind of girly latee and my hot chocolete. She put them on the table and sat across from me, staring at the floor. Since no one else was here, she had no where to go, and my hot chololete was too hot to drink yet, I decided to make it as awkward as possible.
"So..... whats the deal. How come you don't like me at all and I don't even really know you? What have you heard?"
"Andy, theres no one here. We are the only people on earth and your intentions are to sit down and talk about our problems? I'm not doing it."
"We'll this is your end of the deal. I'm leaving if you don't answer, because I would never get the chance to ask this is in real life."
"Emily to- told me some things. And thats not true. I think you could have asked me in real life!" she rushed, hastily trying to change the subject. "And besides, I just don't like you, I'm sorry."
"What do you mean? Like Like? I think theres been a misunderstanding. I knew that along time ago. I just can't stand when people don't like me as a person for no reason. I've been trying to figure out why we just can't be friends!"
I reached my hand out and she shook it. Gosh it was cold.
5 days passed and everyday we would just do the same thing, eat, talk, check the TV and radio, and go to Reston Town Center for any sign of people. As everyday passed though, I would learn more and more about her, and fell in love with her again. Of course being a male I wanted to know when we were going to repopulate the earth. But her mind was on something more important. She wanted to find a way out of here. We went to RTC, and as usual, no one. As each day passed strange things happened. We would hear noises, seemingly bump into invisable objects, and Katie swore she saw a car drive itself around my culdesac while she was on the porch. But this time, it was out of control. She started talking about good this experence for her was, and things went crazy. There was no one on the ice skating rink, but we could hear the sounds of people on it and see lines in the ice be created. Cars were driving by with no one in them. Something tried to move my seat then moved another one. All the people were here, we just couldn't see them. Katie jumped out of her seat. I grabbed her and sat her back down.
"Now listen to me, I need you to finish what you were just talking about."
"Why? Is that all you care about? Us? What people think about you? I'm starting to think you created this whole situation."
"No. I didn't. I fucking didn't. I want to see my family again as much as you do. But everytime we've talked about each other and this experence, things have been returning to normal! Can't you see? Everyone is here, we just can't see them."
"Oh..." she said stuned at my anger.
"Well I was just going to say that I've really learned from this, I'm glad it happened, and I'm glad we are friends. Thats all..."
Just then everyone appeared.
In a speech Abraham Lincoln delivered at the height of the Civil War, he referred to the southerners as fellow human brings who were in error. An elderly lady chastised him for not calling them irreconcilable enemies who must be destoryed. "Why, madam," Lincoln replied, "do I not destroy my enemies when I make them my friends?"
(1 month later)
I sat thinking to myself. We were gone for almost a week, but everyone acted as though we weren't gone at all. I think our body's were in the real world but our souls somewhere else. I wished it happened anytime I had a problem, it would be nice to talk about problems without your enemy being there everytime. Since Katie was now my friend, I was now friend with her friends, and actually became quite close with the enemy, Emily, who had told Katie all these bad things in the first place. But unfortunatly, the story does not end there. Katie got so jelious that her friends hung out with me she started telling people the bullshit stories she originally heard from Emily and made some up herself. Her friends went with her, so I am back where I started it seems. However, I'm not done there. I enlisted the help of Emily, who hadn't fully gone against me for some reason. I told her not about the 5 days, but about what we talked about and how we became friends. She apologized for saying what she said. Finally, thats what I wanted to hear. We teamed up and used what Emily new to make Katie look foolish. Of course after that, none of us were ever friends again. Katie was mad at us, Emily was mad at me because she regreatted talking shit about her friend. I actually didn't care this time. I lost two friends, but those focus was not on me, and getting more friends would be much easier from now on. But thinking about it, maybe tring to get everyone to be my friend isn't the best idea.
"Lord, protect me from my friends; I can take care of my enemies."
Voltaire, 1694-1778
~Andy(Didn't fix the spelling. Sorry, the spell check button isn't working)
Thursday, February 7, 2008
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5 comments:
Dayum, this is good stuff Andy...
You blew me away...
Thanks Andrew and Unknown person! I love writing stories and I'm really glad that someone out there likes them. Wasn't sure people would actually read these, but I thought I would stick them in here anyways to see what kind of input I would get, so thanks.
Hopefully I'll have another written in a few weeks here...
Lol Who the heck is "Unknown Person"
It's really good, Stories are awesome, I Do a little story telling in my blog (but heavy in the self commentary).
I didn't know what this was at first, so I just ignored it. But after your post on LAMATB I decided to check it out.
Freaking sweet.
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