"Idyll's End"

"It's not going to work Thomas. Let it go."

"It's just for a few hours, no one will know."

"I don't care about reputation; I care about time! I have to write this essay and then write a speech for my sisters wedding all by five o'clock tomorrow morning, and it's already 11:40 p.m. The answer is no."

"Can't you just act like a girl for once?"

"Gee, your cliche almost inspired me but I'm still going to have to go with no. Go away Tom. Seriously."

"I'm coming back in an hour to help you write your speech then, and we'll talk after that."

Carly rolled her eyes, resenting the notion that Tom actually thought he could help her with something so personal. She was overwhelmed by deadlines, dragged down by the planning she's done for the wedding and the homework load her professor graced her with. She asked for this, she knew, but she still resented the pressure it created. Loudly slurping the last drop of coffee from her cup, Carly got up to make more, accidentally stepping on a Hershey's bar she knocked down from the desk. 

Three cups of coffee and an hour later, Thomas came back holding a napkin with  several scribbles on it. 

"Really, Tom? You planned the speech? You don't even know my sister that well."

"But I know you."

"Yes, but you have no idea what memories I want to include or what her middle name is even."

"Will you just look at it?"

"You are wasting valuable minutes, but yes, just to get you to go away."

I looked at the napkin and found a terrible drawing of a movie theater with my name as the headlines.

"Tom, they won't be there anymore. It's almost midnight. They have left, and I missed my audition."

"No, Carly, there are still people waiting in line to audition. Go now! Seriously. All of your professors say that you are amazing, and I've been impressed with you several times myself. Now go! If it takes longer than twenty minutes, go back home and be grateful that you took a chance."

I listen to Tom. I walk to the movies. I stand on the stage for my audition. I throw-up on the stage. I don't get a call back.

I hate you Thomas.

I'm sorry that one was a bit depressing, but I wanted to get the college feel. Just an experiment. That's all for now though! Thanks for reading and remember to keep writing!