I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 35
Picnic Under a bridge.
A can of Redbull acidently slipped out of his hand and hit the
ground.
"Fu**." Micheal uttered. I breathed deeply eyeing the
cop. He wasn't awake but, he had stopped snoring. So, it was
risky. Both of us stood still with out saying a single word. We
had to be sure that the cop wouldn't wake up, so we froze and
held our breath until we would hear the cop snoring again. But,
instead the dang cop decided to scratch his forehead instead. It
scared me because I thought he woke up. After he put his hand
back down I snuck a look at my dress basket to find that there
was around three grocery bags of food in here. If we had to run,
Micheal would be good, but me on the other hand, not so much.
"Mike, could you take some of the food?" I
whispered.
"Shh."
"Micheal, these are too heavy. I won't be able to
run." I whispered a little more quieter.
"Shh".
"But, what if he wakes up?" I asked
"SHH." He was a little more aggresive this time. I
became angry. Was he trying to play a trick on me? He knew I
couldn't run, especially not with these in my dress.
"Mich-" Before I could complete his name Micheal put
his hand on my mouth silencing me. Finally, the cop snored. Both
Micheal and I took a breath of relief.
"See, told you." Micheal said.
"You didn't say anything." I sneered. Micheal
rolled his eyes.
"You see that bridge over there?" He pointed to the
right. There was a white bridge going over what seemed like a
lazy river. The moon light shined on the wooden bridge so it was
easy to spot.
"Yeah." I quickly said.
"You start walking over there and I'll catch up with you
in a sec." He said. At first I nodded but then it hit
me.
"Wait why don't you just come with me?" I
asked.
"Because, I just saw a KFC bucket on the other seat."
He explained. My jaw dropped.
"Micheal!"
"Ella, I cannot leave knowing there is fried chicken sitting
in a lonely bucket inside a police car." He said.
"Oh my goodness, You are ugh,,,I don't even have
words." I said in dismay. Even face palm wasn't enough
here. I couldn't understand his logic.
"Ella, just go. I'll get the chicken and catch up to
you." He pursuaded.
"Fine, but if you get arrested I am not bailing your a$$
outa jail." I answered.
"You won't have to, I'm sure my big brother willl do
it. I mean its not like it's the first time." He
joked. Feeling too annoyed to even consider laughing at his joke,
I began to walk. But, then it hit me.
"Wait you've been arrested before?!" I asked in
even bigger dismay.
"What you think I was going to wait till I was 21 to get
into a casino?" He said.
"Yeah, but they usually just kick you out. Not arrest
you." I said.
"Look baby, just go over there and I'll tell you about
it when I come...ok?" He asked. I heavly sighed and stomped
towards the white bridge. I was too annoyed to even think about
looking back. What was he thinking? Man, he was a 23 year old
man, who was acting like a fourteen year old teenage boy during a
game of truth or dare. As soon as I reached the bridge, I turned
around to see if he was done yet. A stupid smile was printed on
my face as soon as I saw him sneaking out the bucket out of the
car and a fan girl laugher came on when he made a mini victory
dance infront of the car. What was up with me? Me? This
wasn't me, this was some kind of an alien who was invading my
body. The real Ella would never settle for a yahoo like this. The
real Ella would never steal her best friends dress. The real Ella
would never know how to put on makeup. For crying out loud,
Spencer's boyfriend was more mature that mine. This was
suposed to be physically impossible. Spencer and I made a deal.
She would marry a crazy skate boarder and I would marry a
sensitive doctor. But, right at that moment as i saw Micheal run
up to me, with one hand clutched to the bucket and the other one
trying to keep his jeans up. it dawned on me. That girl that
everyone's called Ella for eighteen years was never really
Ella. That was a girl created to fit in and please people. This
girl, the one who's holding soda, chips and donuts in her
best friends fancy dress is the real Ella. The one waiting for
prince charming to arrive with the fried chicken from
KFC.