I was walkning down the street to the gas station after lunch to get an ice cream. On the way, I decided to pass by my old high school love's house. We've lost contact, and I always wanted to see him again after a year. There's rumors that he's married to Sandra, or Bianna, not sure. But I still had the bawls to go up to his front door, and find out the truth.

I knocked. No answer. I knocked again. He answered. "Hello?" He said.

"Hi Thomas."

"Who, who are you?"

"It's Allengia, your old love."

"Allengia. Allengia. I haven't seen you in a year, ever since we graduated, I've been wondering about you. I guess we should have exchanged numbers and talked." He said.

"Yeah, so what's been happening?" I asked,"there's a bunch of rumors going around about you."

"I hate those fucking rumors. Those damn people aughta go hell." Tommy exclaimed.

"Ha, still like your high school self. Are you taken? Those rumors don't help." I shook my head, then stepped inside his house wear he was gestering. We sat in his living room around the television, he turned it off.

"No, I'm still a floater looking for another girl like you. It's so sad we floated off, we were really great together. Are you taken?"

"Hell yes, I actually just had a sex scare yesterday. Thank to fucking god the results were negative. Now Andrew won't even let me around his penis. Ha! I always tell him he should've payed attention in sex ed, and that he's an asshole for not, but he just kisses me. And yeah, we were really great together." I sighed.

Tommy stood up and turned on the TV again. He sat back down and looked at me. He called me over by him, so I sat down on the couch next to him. We watched MTV music videos for 5 minutes, then he said,"Allengia, do you want to get coffee? I'm so damn tired, son of a bitch." I nodded, then started talking about my life as we walked across the street.

We sat at a table in the corner. "Do you have a job?" I asked.

"Yes, only on the weekdays though. I work at a restaurant as a chef from 10:00 a.m. to 4:00 a.m. Good pay actually, maybe I can take you there some time for some free food."

"That'd be great. I have a job to, I'm actually a waitress. See, we were great, we both work at restsurants! Hehehe!" I smiled.

And as we stared into each other's eyes, we realized that we loved each other still.

I leaned my head over and kissed him on the lips.

We laughed, but soon stopped as thoughts raced through my head. I am a rebellious dater. I'm a girl playa. But now, what do I do?

Allengia Misinourner

June 18, 07