Chapter 35

***** Marcus Pierce*****

He was at the diner again, ordering what had brought them together in the first place. Sipping his cold beer, he reminisced how a certain brunette had lectured him out of the blue as to why junk foods weren't good for his health.

'something as slimy as a greasy burger. Do you know how much grease is in that thing?' The girl with the curly hair and wide rimmed glasses had appeared infront of him and asked such an annoying question.

The seventeen year old boy in him had challenged the girl by asking,'Naah why don't you enlighten me, short stuff'

Shorty. That nickname always suited her best. It was so funny when she was mad plus adding to her short height, the whole scenario was quite amusing. After huffing the air she had held for so long, she sighed,

"All am saying is that if you wanna live long enough to see Bil Clinton retire as president, eating burgers from this place is a step in the wrong direction"

"You don't say?" He had chuckled