Saturday, 14 February 2009
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Happy S.A. Day
“Happy Valentine's Day,” William half-heartedly greeted Lisa as they began to walk side by side down the bustling school halls.
“Happy Singles' Awareness Day,” Lisa corrected him, brushing up against William as she leaned away to dodge a bouquet of roses swung towards her face as an overly ecstatic girl spun around giddily.
“That's sad,” William chuckled.
“That's lame,” Lisa responded, annoyed.
“It just bothers me that people get so crazy this one day of the year.”
“Well, it's a universally agreed upon day for expressing love,” Lisa mused as they stopped at her locker and she began to fiddle with the dial.
“I'm not sure about 'universally,' but I guess I see what you mean,” William rolled his eyes at a couple very publicly “expressing their love” with their faces, “probably more than I should or want to see.”
“I'll see you at lunch?” Lisa asked as she slammed her locker shut with a loud metal clang.
“If I can make it till then,” William feigned a gagging expression as he began to walk away from Lisa, past clusters of intimate couples.
The day was more annoying than others. Some classes were interrupted by gram deliveries, which William treated with a great deal of indifference. “Ooh”s and “aw”s seemed to resonate in the air that day. William grew more irritated with each hour, and by lunch he was near his limit. He needed to talk to someone sane. He needed to find Lisa.
William was the first out of his class when the bell for lunch rang and he ran up towards Lisa's locker, hoping to avoid the couples before they populated and caused traffic congestion. He spotted Lisa's long brown hair at the end of the hall and was relieved. However, that relief quickly twisted itself into an unfamiliar feeling in the pit of William's stomach.
Who was this fellow talking to Lisa with an absurd smirk on his face? He handed her a red rose, which she accepted with a sheepish smile.
“Don't they make a nice pair?” Ada commented as she suddenly appeared next to William, who stood suddenly realized he was standing still in the middle of the hall.
“Who, what, who make a nice what?” William eloquently inquired.
“Isaac and Lisa,” Ada elaborated, “They look pretty cute together.”
William mumbled something incomprehensible. A tight knot formed in his stomach and grew tighter and tighter the closer and closer Isaac leaned towards Lisa with his ridiculous grin plastered on his face. William turned away, disgusted, betrayed, and jealous.
“Hey Will,” Ada spoke hesitantly, “Happy Valentine's Day. I made thi-”
“Happy Singles' Awareness Day,” William corrected her bitterly as he turned away from Ada and her outstretched hand which held a folded, pink card addressed to William.
This story is a lot more bitter than I actually feel about Valentine's Day. But ah well. Feliz dia del San Valentin.
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