Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Destynee Week 89: Cup of Happiness

Destynee Cullen

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Destiny Cullen’s Choice: Picture 2

Cup of Happiness

There she was clutching her bright yellow cup filled with tea. I knew she was having a bad day because she always used that cup.

That smiling face on the cup looked so out of place with her lips downcast and that far away look in her eyes. She said that it gave her a reminder to always be happy.


“Amanda, why are you over here all alone?” I said, climbing underneath the bleachers.

She slowly looked over at me. “Just needed some time alone.”

I frowned knowing there was more to it than that. “Come on Amanda. I’m going to take you home. It doesn’t look like you’re going to go to classes anyway.”

“No, it’s fine, Jacob.” She clutched her jacket as a big gust of wind racked through the bleachers.

I pulled her up by her arm and threw her over my shoulder. “I’m not going to let you get sick, Amanda.”

“Jacob, please let me go,” she said, without much fight. She didn’t even try to get down.

“It looks like it’s about to rain and I won’t leave you there to get sick,” I said, as I let her down. She just looked up at me and sat down in my truck. “Don’t worry, Manda, I’ll get you smiling in no time.”

Once we were at my house I took her into the kitchen to get her something hot to drink. I was scouring the kitchen for a clean cup but I couldn’t find anything. Then the thought hit me. I got a gag gift a few years ago from my friends. They knew I’d never be seen drinking from a cup like that.

I put water to boil and I went to my room and went through my closet to get that undeniably happy cup. When I got back the water was boiling and Amanda was still staring out the window watch the rain start pattering against it.

I got my last tea bag and put it in the steaming water in the cup for her and set it in front of her. Without looking at it her hands instantly went around it to soak up the warmth.

It seemed like that's what she needed to get out of her blank state. She looked down at the cup and she smiled. It wasn’t her famous full blown smile but it was enough to know I did something right.

“Are you going to tell me what is wrong?”

She just kept looking at the cup and the smile seemed to get a bit bigger the longer she looked at it. “It doesn’t matter. You showed me that some people care even when you think you’re all alone.” Her eyes lifted off the cup and looked at mine. “Thank you.”


“Hey Manda,” I said, walking up to her.

She turned around and that far away look went away and in its place she gave me her famous beautiful smile. “Hi, Jake. What are you doing here?”

“I didn’t see you in Professor Ant’s class so I thought this was going to be a tea day and you might want some company, but it seems that cup has taken my place,” I said, with fake distraught.

She put down the cup and wrapped her arms around my neck. “No one can replace you.”

I smiled and hugged her tight around me.