Seasick

"So I guess you like your instructor?" Fiona asked me over dinner. Okay, I admit the food here was pretty awesome even if it was mostly fish. No burgers, hot dogs, or any other Jersey food but still good.

"Yeah, he's cool." I replied and bit into a dinner roll. We were at some fancy restaurant inside a hotel. Honestly the restaurant was a perfect square room with dim lighting. Almost no one was there but I liked that.

"What are you learning right now?" she questioned. I began to feel like I was back in grade school. Soon I bet she would ask if I made any friends or found any of the girls cute.

"Equipment." I mumbled. She wasn't satisfied with my answer since she kept asking me what went where but to my own surprise, I knew almost everything she asked.

"So are you enjoying it so far?"

"Fiona, it's been a day." I tried to reason. Geeze she could get tiresome easily.

"Okay, okay sorry, I saw a nurse shark today and a few grouper. I can't wait until you can come and see what I see." she grinned. I sighed through my nose. Was this all she could talk about? "Oh, and I saw a stingray, you'll like those I bet!" finally the waiter arrived with our meals and I thought it would be the end of our conversation but unfortunately it wasn't. She went on about sea cucumbers and how they can protect themselves. It became so boring I just blocked her out of my mind. My thoughts wandered over to Frank and I wondered if he had a girlfriend that constantly nagged him to? Maybe he was married, I didn't notice a ring on his finger... or maybe he was single?

"Gerard?" I snapped my attention back to Fiona. "Are you listening to me?"

"Of course sweetheart." I faked a smile.

"No you weren't, you forgot to chew your food." she sighed. "You always do that where your not listening." I noticed I had food in my mouth right then and I chewed and swallowed.

"Sorry."

"Gerard, when are you going to propose to me?" she asked. Sometimes she did pop the question and whenever she did I would always drop what I had in my hands. Tonight was no different when I dropped my cutlery and heard it bang against the plate. I honestly couldn't see myself married to her. She was a nice girl, really, but not marriage. Hell, I don't even know! "Oh come on, we've been together for four years!"

"Fiona, I'm not ready okay." I pleaded and picked up my cutlery.

"That's what you said last year." she mumbled unhappily.

"Come on Fi, you're making a scene." I whispered desperately. The few people that were here were now staring at us interested.

"I'm making a scene? How dare you Gerard!" she stood up and I grimaced as her chair scraped across the marble floor. I sighed and rubbed my eyes. I called for the cheque which came quickly. I groaned as I payed for it, that was a months worth of coffee out the window right there just to get back on my feet. I stood up and made my way out of the restaurant to go find my girlfriend.