Marigold

Date: August 3rd
Time: 10:16 pm
Place: Carmike Cinemas, Columbus, GA
It’s nice out tonight, and I figured it would be a good night to see a movie. I wish I could find a place to safely sleep under the stars. The breeze smells of vanilla lime and dust. I pan on watching the newest feature, whatever that may be. As I’m looking at the new openings I distant laughter from behind. I decide on what I’m going to see.
“Wow, my hallucinations are never this real.” a familiar voice joked.
“Morelle! Wow, I um- this is interesting.” I stammer. How can you meet up with someone three times in different places and they not be the one for you?
“Haha. If I didn’t know better I’d say you were stalking me. Now this is gonna be creepy- do you wanna go watch the stars with me?” She said blushing slightly.
“How did you-? Of course! But I couldn’t find anywhere quite right.” Is this really happening? Did she really just say that? I thought, then a voice in the back of my head simply said ‘Amandier’ “Wait,” I say stopping her in her steady jaunt. “I just want to know, Do you have someone waiting for you at home?”
She turns abruptly, “What does it matter? I’m not asking you to have sex with me if that’s what you where think!” She looked seriously offended. “It’s not like I’m asking anything that friends can’t be doing. Besides, since you don’t know whether I like you or not, then I could benefit from lying, so you would have no way to tell my truth from your lie. But if you must know, I only have my brother, his girlfriend, and their two Children.”
“That was not what I was thinking or accusing you of! I meant no harm, I just needed to know if I had a chance to win such a fair maidens heart or if it was already taken.” I shuffle my feet slightly. “And I wouldn’t want to fall in love with you only to find out you are devoted to another man, or worse, woman.” She laughed with enjoyment.
“I am surely not a homosexual, but I understand completely, I just want to make sure that the boys the are only after my cherry,” she gestured to her vaginal area “are scared off. So, do you still want to go watch the stars?”
“So let me get this straight, Amandier is your brother correct?” I say hopefully.
“Correct. Are you coming or not?” She ran ahead waving me forward.
The stars where lovely, and Morelle, oh she is so intelligent and so talkative, we constantly had something to talk about. I’ve never liked those girls who sit there and wait for the man to make the first move. They seem so weak and fragile, and so eager to please that I don’t trust them in the slightest.