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    One Life Too Many – 4

     

    Previously on One Life Too Many...

    Along the way, we stop to get my sister her packet of cigarettes that she called about for the second time that night. She can be very annoying when she wants to be. Mano reaches my house a little over twenty minutes later and I thank her for the ride. I tell her that I owe her for it and she quickly takes that offer in return for my phone number. It’s my turn to smirk at her and as I do, she’s looking at me like a puppy dog. Numbers punched into her phone, she has another piece of me tonight. We kiss on the cheek and I head out to my front door. She waits until I go inside then slowly pulls away from the curb. And as she drives off, I see her from my bedroom window, she’s already on the phone to someone, grinning from ear to ear…

    As Mano drives off, I smile to myself thinking what could she possibly be so happy about? Yes we got to know each other for the first time but nothing really exciting happened. Or did it..? I don’t think so. Maybe her fatal flaw is that she’s a little bonkers and she imagines things that aren’t really there. Or maybe I need some sleep because I’ve got to be up in a few hours and head to uni for my presentation.

     

    As I get ready for bed, my sister comes into my room and asks for her cigarettes. I don’t know if it’s just my family or maybe it’s yours as well but what is with people just walking into rooms unannounced? Call me whatever you like but it drives me insane. I could have been naked in here Cathy! Or with someone! Knock first for fucks sake! Yea, like she’s ever going to listen to me.

     

    As I set my alarm to 6am, Capri calls me to tell me she had a wonderful time with her lover and wished to know if all went well my way. It went alright. Nothing too special except for a few monitory brain lapses as I was staring at Mano’s breasts for longer than I should have. Capri presses me for more information and I tell her that there was nothing else to add. We got to know each other and that was that. Sounding disappointed for not enough goss as she puts it, we hang up and get some sleep.

     

    Morning is here and I don’t want to get out of bed. I dreamt of marshmallows last night and make a note to buy some today to fill the craving. I check my phone and there are no messages. Surprising seeing I have Capri as a best mate. Mano didn’t leave me a message either and I wasn’t surprised. She definitely won’t call for at least a few days seeing that they are the rules aren’t they? It doesn’t matter anyway. I’m busy with other things in life then to worry about one very sexy looking honey named Mano… Mano… Mano..? Isn’t that a boy’s name? I make a mental note to ask her about that.

     

    Uni was a drag but the presentation went very well. Remember one of my famous crushes Carla? She is not a bad sort to look at because she has the most amazing legs in the business, blonde haired, blue eyed and 100% straight straight straight. Anyway, she’s in this class of mine and as I was presenting, I kept my attention straight on her the whole way through. They say to focus on one person during a presentation so she was it for me. I don’t know what she has to do with the story but I thought I’d mention her. There’s something about this chick that makes me feel uneasy. And I got like that today with her as we shared a smoke together outside our uni. There we were, sharing a smoke and a few glances when she starts talking about her boyfriend. Way to kill the moment princess. She starts showing me photos of prince charming on her phone and I pant and growl trying to make her feel better that she’s dating a man with what looks to be all brawn and no brained. I want to get out of this because once she starts talking, she never stops. The sky could be falling and she’ll still have your arm talking to you about her lover boy. Please, send me a miracle. Ring a ding ding, my phone rings and its Mano.

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    1. I love your story I’ve just caught up. I like the pacing and how your thoughts unravel as you move along. Thanks for sharing and please continue I’ll be eagerly waiting.

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