Hotel California

The truth was that I really didn’t want to be with anyone, I had way too many things in my head. Tomorrow was Mikey’s birthday and I still had no idea of what to do for him. Besides I was trying to avoid Tom, and I had done so for a whole day, now I just could do it again today my mind would be completely relaxed and 1. I could celebrate Mikey in peace and 2. Tell him what happened with Tom.

I really wanted to tell him what had happened. And I wanted to get things right with Tom, because I obviously didn’t want to talk to him yet… we had just exchanged some looks in class, before I ran away from class avoiding him all over again.

Childish? Yeah… I didn’t know what to do.

"Wait Alex!"
Shit… Mikey found me. I think I couldn’t run anymore.
"I could swear you are ignoring me… we haven’t talked in 2 days… is everything okay? "
"Yes, I think… no I am not avoiding you… well yeah I am"
"What? Why? Did I do something wrong? "
Mikey looked really surprised, we were walking the school corridors, well I was ‘run-walk… ing?’ yeah that. I didn’t even answer him until we were outside.
"I’m so sorry Mikey… you didn’t do anything its just that I have something to tell you, but I don’t exactly know how. "
"Its alright I can wait until you’re ready"
"No, I think I can do it know… well what happened is that ahem… Tom kissed me. "
"What!?! "
"And he told me he liked me"
"And you said no right?"
"I said it was better if we stayed as friends, that I didn’t want to ruin our friendship"
"That was the best you could have done."
"I know, but something tells me that I like him too."
"Your kidding right? Right Alexandra? "
Oh… I think this was serious, he never ever e v e r called me Alexandra.
"I don’t know I’m confused. Its like one half of me is telling me ‘go for it’ and the other is yelling ‘don’t do it’"
"the question here is… do you like him? "
"i don’t know!"
I covered my head with my hands and slid them down to my face. I wanted to get rid of the heavy and desperate sensation I was feeling. Suddenly Mikey got close to me and hugged me.
"I’m sorry if I pressured you… I just cant believe it. "
"Me neither. And don’t worry you are not pressuring me. I’m just mad at not knowing what to do. "
"Wanna talk?" we were still hugging; he rested his chin on top of my head and me with my head in his shoulder. Pretty comfy.
"I don’t know. But I’m hungry."
We laughed.
"Let’s go eat them, my treat"
"Awesome, what do you have in mind."
"McDonalds." he grinned at me.

Little detail. This little man loved McDonalds with his entire tummy. He could live by happy meals the rest of his life and he would be well… happy. But he was scared of that awful clown Ronald.
"all right, just because you’re paying. "
Yeah I don’t like McDonalds, but I had to make the man happy right?

We spent two whole hours at McDonalds; 30 minutes eating and one and a half hour trying to get into the play land… without success.
"Well get in next time Mikey I promise." I told him patting his back.
"I hope so. I still don’t understand why that employee gets so mad. "
"Mad? He was furious! We’re lucky they didn’t throw us out. "
"But we’ll do it next time?" he asked looking innocently at me.
"Yes Mikey, next time" I said rolling my eyes.
"Hey Alex Wanna go back to mine?"
"Cant I have stuff to do"
"Oh okay then" he said a little let down.
"But ill stay with you all day Tomorrow, I’ll even eat at McDonalds again." I smiled and took his arm “Deal?"
"Yeah just don’t have fun without me"
"I wouldn’t even think about it"

We walked to my house, he left and I ran up to my room… ignoring if my mom was even there. I took the money I had in a jar marked ‘Mikey’s birthday money found :]’ and I ran out without looking again.

I did some shopping and I came back home.

Mom was in the kitchen making dinner. I took out some things I had in the bags I was carrying and I placed them on top of the kitchen table. She was looking at me like I was some green alien with little antennae sticking from my head. Well if I didn’t eat do you guys think I knew how to cook?

"Ale… Alexandra what the hell are you doing? "
No answer
"You can’t stop talking to your mother just like that. Please just answer the damn question. "
I turned to look at the solemnly with the bag still in my hands.
"I will try to cook."
"Cook what?"
"You don’t have to know that"
"Of course I do, I need to know If I have to call the fire-fighters.
God! How could I have forgotten about that?! It had been like 7 years ago… don ask what happened… you just need to know that the fire-fighters and me didn’t have a good relationship.
"I’ll be careful. I promise." I said seriously "besides I’m not unprepared…" I took out a huge extinguisher from under the sink. "See! now run along, I have things to do. "
"Want any help? " she raised an eyebrow at my apparent I-don’t-know-what-to-do-with-this face.
"No thanks, I have to do this myself. If Mikey survives this… it will be a personal success"
Besides the fact that I don’t know how to cook. I was almost sure that I wasn’t a good cook at all.

Mom exited the kitchen, not sure if it was because she was scared or because she wanted give me privacy and I started ‘cooking’. After half an hour and 2 dozen eggs, I could break an egg… of the 3 I needed to make the recipe. It was going to be a long day.