Dialog @ Microwave

Me: Hey Michelle

(Michelle turns around)

Michelle: Oh Hey Chase. (No Scowl? No Anger? Weird….)

Me: It’s been awhile, huh?

Michelle: Yeah we haven’t talked since like the first week of school.

That hurt. Truly did. She KNOWS how long it’s been and even worse it’s like an indirect answer to what I wanted to know. She says first week of school.

I hear:

“I missed you.”

We begin to talk about school and what it’s like and how I like it and how she likes it. And before we know it her food is done. The alarm rings and we both have a look on her face that says.

Crap.

She says good bye and leaves. My friends saw me at the microwave and I tell her who she was.

They think she’s ugly.

I don’t give a crap.

She’s not ugly in my eyes. And that’s all that matters.

We talk a few more times about at the microwave. And it feels good to know I saved whatever friendship we might have. But of course the drama won’t end, how could it?

It is High School.