for Sadje’s What do you See prompt #101
‘Meet me at the clock tower at eight-thirty she said, ‘and we’ll grab something to eat, there’s a nice place just around the corner’.
I wasn’t going to turn that offer down! I couldn’t wait to tell my mate, he’d be so jealous!
Though I say it myself I looked pretty cool! My cleanest tee shirt, fairly clean jeans; I even rinsed my trainers under the tap. I combed my hair and sprayed myself with some air freshener and set off.
I got there at eight-twenty. I was so excited!
I needed a plan of action for when she arrived. Should I shake her hand or give her a high five? I could give her a kiss on the cheek but that might seem a bit forward. I decided to let her make the first move.
By eight-forty she hadn’t arrived. I told myself she was being fashionably late! I was so hungry, my tummy started rumbling. I wouldn’t want her to hear that!
Eight-fifty, she still wasn’t there. Nine o’clock, no sign of her. She wasn’t coming, was she? I was devastated. I wandered off down the street and headed home.
There wasn’t much on the telly that night. I watched part of an old episode of Friends and it made me feel even more dejected. The ten o’clock news came on, usual dreary stuff. Then my phone rang. I almost didn’t answer it, I wasn’t up for chatting, but I did and guess who it was? It was her!
‘Where were you?’ she said.
‘I was there’, I said, ‘where were you? I was so looking forward to our breakfast’.
‘Breakfast?’ she shouted, ‘I was meeting you eight-thirty this evening for a pizza, not eight-thirty this morning for toast and marmalade you dope!’
I’ve not heard from her since.
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