September 6, 2012
“--and then I said, ‘No Mr. President, it’s your job to pass that law, not mine,” Kye, a second year law student and my boyfriend of two hours, said nonchalantly, with his mouth full of tuna.
Completely unlike me, I refrained from saying anything rude about Kye’s lack of common sense. I wanted to keep him around for another few days or so because being back in Baltimore sucks and I deserve to have a law school boyfriend to make me happy.
“Speaking of laws, I’ve got to run. I have class,” he gives me a sloppy kiss, throws his lunch in the garbage, and dashes out of the courtyard we were eating in.
I stood up angrily and stormed over to the only place I know I wouldn’t get rejected-
“Oh, my, god,” I walked in the door to my favorite salon, Hair-N-Stuff, and walked up to the front desk, “Wanda, I’m so glad you’re here. It’s an emergency.”
“Um, I’m not Wanda… and if you don’t have an appointment, I’m afraid I can’t help you,” Not-Wanda said, her eyes darting around the salon nervously.
“If you can’t help me, I’m afraid-“ I was cut off.
“Is that Vita Martinek I hear?”
Not-Wanda and I turned, seeing the real Wanda, strutting down the salon in all her glory. Big, blonde, and, kind of, beautiful. She squeezed the life out of me in her version of a hug and kissed my cheeks with her red lips.
“In the flesh.”
Wanda smiled, “We always have room for you,” she looked at Not-Wanda, “This is Vita. She’s a regular.”
Not-Wanda nods, “Yes ma’am.”
“Good girl. Now, Vita, you sit down and tell Wanda all about your European adventures.”
September 7, 2012
“What the fuck is Comic Con?” I ask L.E.
“It’s where a bunch of nerds get together, dressed up as super nerds, and go to a big convention.”
“Why would anyone do that?”
“I don’t know,” she sighs, “To get their comic books signed?”
“Do you think Easton will be there?”
“He’s into that nerdy stuff, right?”
“Well, he used to be… he’s, like, the worst nerd. He fixes up cars, professionally, but is a total computer whiz on the side,” I look at her, pouting, “I want him back.”
She puts her arm around my shoulders, “Then go get him.”
Three hours later and I’m ready to go.
Dressed in the sluttiest, nerdiest, cattiest outfit I can scrape together,
And I’m off.
“I can’t believe you dragged me to this,” Lo says, looking good, but if we’re going to be honest, not as good as me in her rendition of a Superwoman costume.
“Easton might be here. Plus it’s for work, whatever, you owe me anyways. Remember that time you tricked me into eating bread? I’ll never forgive you.”
“Fine. Find Easton and then we’re out.”
I nod, knowing that whatever she said would be irrelevant because she would inevitably end up in a bathroom stall with some geek with her costume off.
I see him, across the room.
He’s not wearing a costume, but his signature flannel, jeans, and scruffy beard.
I shove Lo out of my way and practically run, but not really because I don’t do exercise, over to him. I tap his shoulder lightly, my heart pounding as he turns.
“Oh, my god, V, you’re back,” he looks at me, stunned, his smile fading.
“Yeah, back for good,” I smile, “How have you been?”
He ignores the question, “You’re really back… for good?”
“Wow, that’s, uh…”
“Are you okay?”
He scratches his head, “This is all a little weird, I mean, I haven’t seen you in a few years… and the last time I saw you…”
“We broke up.”
“I’m sorry,” I offer, my smile fading, too.
“So, do you not want to see me? I don’t understand. I thought we were good.”
Easton looks anywhere but me, “Look, can we talk about this somewhere else? This really isn’t the time or place.”
“Okay, uh, bye.”
He walks away from me, leaving me speechless.
No one walks away from me…
I call L.E. immediately and tell her what happened.
“Maybe you shouldn’t have cheated on him?”
“I hate when you’re right.”
“Enjoy the rest of your time at nerdfest.”
I hang up and throw my phone in my bag aggressively.
I grab the nearest nerd and bring him to the bathroom to let off some steam.
A day in the life of Vita.
FIRST VITA STORY YAY.