Tallahassee + Operation Talk To Green Bean

 

  “I thought you were gone,” I hissed through clenched teeth. I glanced around the dimly lit restaurant, hoping no one would overhear. Not that anyone could- being the only ‘fine dining’ eatery around town, this place got packed and was bustling with voices.

   Rustle’s face twisted into a sneer. “You can’t get rid of me.” He glanced at my face. “Change your name to Maya instead of May- nice touch by the way- move to Maine in some small town. Well, word get’s out.” He took a chug of his drink.

  “Well you…you…ugh!” I slammed my drink down on the light wood table and put my head in my hands. I had pictured this talk for years- how I would confront him with some snarky remark and Rustle would be shocked to see me. Only now he’s caught me off guard, like he always did, and is creeping back into my life again.

   “At a loss for words? I tend to have that effect on people.” Rustle smiled his pearl white, toothy smile. The one that used to send a flurry of butterflies into my stomach. The one that now looks like he’s sharpened a batch of throwing knives to aim at my head.

  He took another swig of his beer. One too much, if you ask me. “Besides, I’m not staying for long-I’ve got a meeting.” Rustle’s eyes flicked mine for a moment. “I have a meeting down in Tallahassee.”

  I sucked my breath in sharply.

Rustle was going to Tallahassee.

Where this all started.  

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[Hope you enjoyed the story.]

Operation Talk To Green Bean was... a flop.

I was going to talk to him in science about Lord knows what....

but I chickened out.

So instead we worked together on this identifying mineral thing.

(Which is better than nothing)

Even worse then not talking to him, was how my friend Gabby tried to find where he sits at lunch. And then literally watched him the whole time we ate. (Even when he got up to throw away his trash.) Can she make it more obvious?

Oh well. I guess I have to try Wednesday

(I don't have any classes with him tomorrow)