Trashy yet Recyclable

Memory String:Chapter1

I felt so happy,don't babies make you excited? They sure do to me, that's for sure.

3:50p.m MCDONDALDS

"Sam." My dad whispered.

"Yea?" I answered turning around not cautioned that I was holding up the line while he was at the front of the cash register.

"Move up, you're holding everyone up." He responded staring at the menu behind the cash register and then at me.

I looked behind me and saw this impatient old man with a kane supporting his balance. He looked at me with a grouchy look and said, "Move on young lady, before I hit you with my kane."

What is this, aren't old people supposed to be loving to the new generation? I stared at him and answered, "Is that so?"

My father looked at me with an impatient face and said, "Honey just move up and tell me what you want."

"Oh, um..." I answered long, wanting to see what the old man would do. I heard him breathe deeply.

Now what does he want to take our oxygen, too? It's bad enough he wants to beat little kids who can't make up their minds. 

I finally answered when I felt a motion of wind behind me and I knew that soon the kane was going to my butt. "Can I have a double cheeseburger, a medium sprite soda and small fries.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yes, she's sure." The old man answered behind me taking my side or maybe he just wanted to eat. Ugh, old people these days. You love them at one point, then you hate them. I feel like their dogs.

"Yes, dad. Though aren't I, the one that needs to worry about my weight?" I laughed. "I'm going to sit down, okay. Also thank you for not hitting me with your kane." I said leaving the old man expressionless because I knew he wanted shove that thing up my butt, but though I thought he saw the real me, which I hoped.

I walked over to the booth and sat down where my two enemies awaited for me to join when they looked toward my way.

4:05p.m (booth)

"Mom, can you get ketchup?" I asked. "I need to talk to Whit,for a second."

"Alright, but I don't understand why you didn't get it when you were up there." She murmured and left to the counter.

"Okay, Whit what did you tell John?" I sigh furiously remembering the three second rule.

"Why, it doesn't matter anymore." Whitney answered. "Were not in Shelby, anymore."

"Really, you actually think that?" I responded annoyed. "Look, Whitney please tell me.For your little Sis?"

Ugh that was disgusting to say.

"Okay. I told your lover boy that you had a crush on him and that you're crazy for him and that's why you couldn't tell him a personal goodbye."

"Are you kidding me, what is wrong with you!" I exclaimed furiously putting my hands into fists onto the table.

"Hey, watch it." My dad said when he came back with the tray filled with fast food. He sat down beside me and put down the tray and said, "Hey, what has gotten into you?" He said putting his arm around me.

'I'm sorry dad, but your first freak' in child doesn't understand the meaning of none of your business." I answered.

"He already knew," She answered, "It's not like it's a big secret."

"What's not a big secret?" Dad asked when mom finally came with the ketchup packs. I took his arm off my shoulder inorder for him to not see my expression of how i'm going to kill Whitney.