300... and a story :)

I thought I'd do something a little special for the 300th post... so here's a story... its gonna take a while to finish I think... I've not really had much inspiration for stories of late...

Strawberry Milkshake

He choked back the angry words that came to mind when he thought about her. Bile rised to his mouth and he wanted to spit badly. 'So you don't care? You're just gonna let your dad decide everything for you?' he asked her angrilly.

'I don't have a choice. I don't want to talk to you anymore. Thanks for ruining my day. Good bye,' she said, putting the phone down.

He slammed his curled up fist into a wall. It throbbed with a piercing sensation that calmed him down a little. 'Damn it! Why did things always have to be so freaking uphill?' he cursed to himself. 'Damn it all. I'm just gonna call the whole thing off. The hell should I care if she had this shitty attitude.

He went for a run. Like he always did when he was upset or angry. It wasn't long before he was squatting and gasping for breath. But the anger was still there. Cursing again, he slammed his fists once again into the tarred floor. He grimaced a little and felt blood trickling down from his knuckles.

She was so beautiful. In every way. Her hair was a soft auburn brown with bangs that rested just below her eye brows. Habitually, she'd pout and blow them out of her eyes. Her eyes were a honey brown that beamed an innocence he'd never seen in women. He was enchanted the moment he saw her. He was cursed.

'Hello. Is this seat taken?' He asked flashing his best smile.

'No. But what do you want?' she asked pointedly.

'I'm not a salesman. Don't worry. I won't try to sell you anything you don't want,' he laughed.

She stared at him quietly. Not reacting to his joke.

'You're from Taylor's A levels right?' he added quickly. He had seen her textbooks. They were the same as his when he was in college.

'I'm your senior. Let me buy you a drink to welcome you to college,' he said, getting up to walk towards the counter.

'You don't have to. I'm just about to leave anyway,' she said.

'Its fine. You can have your drink to go if you want. If you're in that big a hurry.'

He bought her a strawberry milkshake. The same drink he noticed that she had just finished a few minutes before he went up to talk to her.

'Here. Your favorite!' he said smiling broadly.

'How... how did you know?' she asked, truely stunned.

'Lucky guess!' he laughed.

They had talked then. From morning till late afternoon. She liked movies, fast cars and shopping. Quite typical of a teenage girl. He found that he knew just how to make her smile and laugh. More than that, he found himself laughing along when she laughed her infectious laughter. They had little in common but so much to talk about.

'How can you not believe in God?' she asked astounded.

'I've had a tough life. No God has ever come to bail me out. No God has ever been there to make me smile. I can't see or touch Him. It easy if you're me,' he said quietly.

'Thats so sad. I want so badly to show you how great God can be. If you just believe,' she said enthusiastically.

He smiled, touched by her sincerity.

'I have to run now. I'm way late for work,' he chuckled looking at his watch.

'Work? I thought you said you were my senior!' she frowned.

'Oh, I am,' he smiled. 'By give or take 5 years. I finished my A levels in 1997,' he laughed.

'You're shameless!' she chided.

'I might be. But I'm definitely glad I spoke to you. You're amazing!' he said leaning in to kiss her on her forehead.

'Here's my name card. I had a great time talking to you. I hope we get to do this some time again. Take care hun,' he said walking past her.

'He was too well dressed to be a college student any way,' she muttered to herself.

A few weeks went by. He thought she'd never call. But fate was funny in that sense.

'Hello. Vincent?' she asked.

'Hello. Yup. Vincent here. Who's on the line?'he said, thinking that the voice was oddly familiar.

'Its Yuki,' she said expentantly.

'Yuki?' he asked blankly.

'You bought me a drink. An... an... and conned me into thinking you were my senior!' she stammered. What if he doesn't remember me. She thought. Its been nearly a month. I shouldn't have waited so long to call.

'Oh hi hun! How ya doing? I thought you'd never call!' he said and couldn't help but smile.

'I thought you would call. Its not right for the girl to do the calling,' she said irritatedly.

'Hahha.. what old fashioned thinking,' he grinned. 'Well hun, do tell me. How am I supposed to call if I don't have your number?!' he laughed even harder.

'Oh. You don't have my number.'

'I didn't know your name till 30 seconds ago either. You never told me!' he explained.

'Oh..' she said a little helplessly.

'How are you? It been ages. Are you up for a drink tonight?' he asked casually.

'I can't go out at night. How about tommorow afternoon. I have class till 12.' she said.

'Some of us are working you know! We have to earn a living!' he groaned.

'Oh. I see,' she said not knowing what to say.

'Well I guess I could slot you in for lunch. But it will have to be a quick one!' he smiled, sensing her disappointment.

'That would be great!'

'Lunch it is then. See you at the same place. Sharp 12. Don't be late!' he said, hanging up.