Maybe It'll Never Happen

Chapter 26

I was strolling through a park nearby. It took my seven minutes to walk from room three hundred six to the entrance, so I decided I would leave by four-fifty the latest.

As I strolled through the park, I had to just take in the scenery. There were bees that buzzed. There was kissable dandelion fuzz (we all know where those two lines are from, don't we?). There was not a cloud in the big blue expanse that we call the sky. All the trees were blowing in the wind sky-high. Birds were perched high in their roost. I liked how their singing was a bit out of tune. And all the happy faces, that were laughing or about to scream. Scream for what? Just for some early summer ice cream.

So as I passed people by, people pushing their strollers with their toddlers, people walking their dogs, people pushing their strollers with their dogs, I had to stop and just wonder. To wonder, how do they get by in the world? Everything will eventually end. Eternal bliss doesn't exsist. What gives us the willpower to keep going? I'll die someday, but not just today? How does that work?

I shook my head in frustration. I poked through a trash can (only just a few things in there: half of something that looked like a burger, a handful of cold fries, and a broken glass bottle) and found a newspaper from today. Mostly the same news: Police standoff, special anime and manga convention, serial rapist still at large. Just the best of yesterday's news.

I found a nice and quiet bench that qualified for a two hundred pound person to sit on (no, I'm only about one twenty). I just sat and watched the day pass by.

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I have pretty good vision.

I don't wear glasses or anything like that. In fact, for all you glasses-wearers out there, next person who calls you four eyes say you have 20/20/20/20 vision.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, good vision. I'm probably one of the best I Spy© players out there.

And can you guess who I spied with my little eye?

That's right. Katherine Keene. The ever so gorgeous and witty person I love.

But you know who else was with her (come on, she's no loner like I am)?

   "Hey, is that...Kat? And...Emelia!" I said to myself. And it was. Two of the four women I really knew during college (for a quick recap: Kat, Emelia, Amber, and Aunt Hannah) were at a park and they didn't even know I was here.

Which meant Kat didn't read the RSVP.

Which meant I had to think fast.

   "Light bulb." I said. I dug out a napkin from the trash bin and wrote the RSVP on it (I keep a pen in my pocket wherever I go for emergencies like these). Then, I got a penny from on the ground and placed it aside. Now, the fun part.

   "Come on paper airplane folding skills, don't fail me." I said. With a few folds and secret folds I won't mention, I took the airplane napkin, place the penny as a weight and got on the bench. I jumped as high as I could and let it fly.

And it crashed into the ground. Perfect nose dive.

Right in front of Katherine.

You thought I failed, didn't you? That's truly hurtful that you didn't believe in me.

But I barely believe in myself, so I don't really blame you.

   "What's that?" Emelia asked. She pointed to the note that crashed in front of Katherine.

   "No clue." she replied. She picked it up and read aloud:

   "RSVP at five o'clock sharp. Your place. Signed James."

   "RSVP? For what?"

   "No idea." she said. But she did know what it was for.

   "Are you sure you don't know?"

   "Nothing. I'm blank."

   "But I thought we were going to see a movie at five ten."

   "We are."

   "But what about—"

   "What about James?"

   "Nothing."

   "He'll be fine. I'll leave a note rescheduling for another day."

   "Alright then, see you at your place?"

   "It's a deal." Katherine finished.