Vivien stepped out of the McDonalds on the University campus, clutching her cup of hot coffee. She sipped the liquid gratefully and could almost feel the chemicals taking effect. Most days she loved her job as a Teaching Assistant, but combined that with the First Years, whom never understood whatever she explained, and the paper she was in the middle of writing in order to get her graduate degree, she needed coffee now more than ever.
The girl turned to see a blonde young man eagerly strolling towards her with a big grin on her face.
"Corey!" Vivien couldn't help but laugh and smile as the guy gave her a hug, careful not to make her spill her cup of coffee. "Oh my gosh, it's so good to see you! How long has it been? Five years?"
"Closer to seven." Corey tried.
Vivien nodded. "Yeah, well, time flies. It's good to see you."
"Good to see you too." She thought the guy's smile couldn't get any wider, but somehow it did.
"What are you doing up here?"
"Oh well, you know, summer's here, we'd just thought we'd come up and see the sights."
"Yeah, Steven and his fiancée."
"Fiancée?" Vivien took a sip from her coffee in an effort to mask her shock. She took a trembling hand and ran it through her raven black hair and adjusted her glasses.
"Yeah, didn't he tell you? He got engaged to a girl named Patricia. They met two years ago at his cousin's wedding. I think she was actually the one that caught the bouquet, ironically enough."
"Yeah…I guess I haven't been exactly in the loop lately." Vivien let out a laugh that she hoped wasn't too sarcastic. "What about you? Do you have anybody?"
"Me?" Corey ran a nervous hand through his hair. "No, not in that way. I've been seeing a girl a few times. My mother introduced us actually. Pathetic, eh?"
"No, not at all. I think it's rather sweet."
"I guess so, but I'm going to have to end it the next time I see her."
Corey shrugged and shoved his hands into his blue jean pockets. "She's a sweet girl. I just don't feel anything for her, that's all. I've tried, but nada, nothing."
"Yeah….what about you?"
"Me?" Vivien echoed. "No, nobody for me. You know how I am. Never the girlfriend type, just one of the guys." The last few words ended up a much bitter note than she had intended, but there was nothing she could do about that now.
"Hey, I'm sure Steven and Patricia are nearby somewhere, how bout I call them up and we can all hang out? Go…eat or something I guess, since you already have your coffee."
Dread started to fill up inside of Vivien. "Uh no, it's ok. I'd rather not. I'd better be getting back uh…home. Or to the lab." In the distance, she saw two people walking towards her. The guy she recognized well enough. The girl she had never seen before. But they had their arms locked around each other, so much in love. It broke her heart. It was enough.
"I'm sorry." Vivien mumbled as she stumbled backwards, turned around and proceed to run into a man on a bike.
"Hey!" Mr. Smith cried out.
"Sorry!" Vivien absentmindedly said as she started to run. She had to get across the street, get away, get anywhere after that, as long as it was away.
The young girl never saw the bus. The driver braked and swerved but she was too sudden; he reacted too late.
She was dead before she even hit the ground.
Mr. Smith came and knelt beside her on the cold pavement. "Well, I guess you were always the one trying to get away."