LOVE DOESN'T ASK WHY
Chapter Two
"I can't believe that there isn't a
dress that doesn't cost less than a thousand dollars," Maria said as she
stirred the spaghetti sauce.
"What did you think that it would cost
for a wedding dress, fifty cents?" Jack asked as he helped set the table. "Those
dresses at that Special Occasions store were for a good buy."
"Jack, they were crappy dresses,"
Maria said, turning away from the stove.
"You didn't think they were crappy when
you were posing in them in front of me," Jack said as he filled their glasses
with red wine.
"How do you know? You were too busy
checking out that redhead," Maria said, stirring the sauce.
"I was not checking out any girl, Maria,"
Jack said, but he was not very good at lying.
"Jack Dawson, I know that look on your
face. It means that you’re lying," Maria said. She started to pretend that
she was crying. "Just face it, Jack. I'm the ugliest girl in Queens,"
Maria said.
Jack sighed. "Oh, Maria. Maria," he
said as he went over and hugged her. "Your the best beautician in Queens,"
he said, stroking her hair.
"So, I'm not beautiful. Is that
it?" Maria asked, her hands on her hips.
"You are very beautiful," Jack
said. "Maria, please stop pretend crying. We're getting married on Sunday,
honey. I have something that will make you feel better."
Maria suddenly felt better, and she looked up
at Jack. "Really? What is it?" she asked.
"Close your eyes and don't peek,"
Jack said.
"Hurry up, Jack, baby. My eyes can't be
closed all day," Maria said.
Jack, baby. I hate that name! I hate babycakes,
too! Jack thought as he took the
surprise out of his sock and underwear drawer. Jack and Maria had met in college,
and had been head over heels ever since…well, sort of. Maria opened her eyes, sighing
when she saw an envelope.
"An envelope, Jack?" Maria asked as
she held it up.
"Look inside the envelope, Maria,"
Jack said, chuckling.
"Oh, right," Maria said, opening it.
Tickets? Maria thought, and then she gasped. "Titanic II? Oh, my God.
Jack, how did you get these...and in first class?" Maria asked. She jumped
up and down, hugging and kissing him. "Thank you, Jack! Oh, thank you! Thank
you! Thank you! Thank God I got a new bikini."
After supper, when Maria and Jack were
getting ready for bed, she decided to try on her new swimsuit. Jack was reading
a book when suddenly he heard a shout. It was Maria. He ran to the bathroom.
"Maria, what is it?" Jack asked.
"I have thunder thighs!" Maria moaned.