The Odd Mind Of Tesla

3.Life of an Oatmeal

"Phew...that was a close one" Amber let out a sigh.

"Yeah..."

After the incident that had just occurred, we were hungry. We went to cafeteria, got on our food- Amber took a cheese burger and I took a bowl of plain oatmeal and some fruits.

"Whoa sister, on a diet?" Said Amber astonished to my choice of palette today.

"I wish.." I sighed "...you see, last night I had too much spicy food and today my stomach ain't feeling so good." I rubbed my tummy.

"Man, you and your craze for spicy food" she gave me an I-told-you-so look.

I ignored.

We got a table in a corner and decided to have our lunch there.

"So what do you think of me as?" Amber asked.

"A bitch~" I said without a hesitant.

She pinched me and smirked at me.

"I mean, which food am I?"

"You serious?! After all the commotion that just happened like 5mins ago?"

"C'mon Tesla...it's just me" Amber kept on persisting and I gave in.

"Um...red velvet" she really did look like it.

"Ooo...nice!" She was pleased.

"Then what about me?" I asked

Amber was quite for a moment and the she stared at my plate....

"You look like an ....an...oatmeal!" She exclaimed, smiling.

"What?!"

"Just kidding....let me think-"

Did I really look like an oatmeal? Was my life an oatmeal?

"How about sushi?"Amber said smilingly with excitement in her tone.

But I was deep in my thoughts-
I have no spice,no taste, no fun....

As I was silent throughout lunch, thinking and contemplating about my life and comparing it with oatmeal. I found out that it was a 99.9% match, the 00.1% was of Indian curry (just assuming).
As we were walking down the hallway I realized...

"Holy shit!...I am an oatmeal!!!!" I exclaimed.

Amber was startled due to my unexpected assumption.

"Tes, I was just joking."

"No, Amber I am an oatmeal, my life is an oatmeal. You were right!"

"I don't get it..."

"I don't party, I don't have a late curfew, I'm not wild....I have no spice.My life is a freaking oatmeal Amber!" I was depressed

"Calm down honey..-" Amber tried to cheer me up but I gave her the I-ain't-joking-it's-a-fact look with my eyes wide open...

"Geez, Tesla you're making such a big fuss."

"Am I Amber? Am I?"

"Oh my goodness, sweety listen... your amazing" Amber tried to cheer me up.

"You're nice,-"

"Like an oatmeal " I interrupted

"..You're warm...-"

"Oatmeal~"

"-And you're... good." Amber smiled, but it was not helping.

"Again, like an oatmeal" I was persistent, she gave up.