Herminia was just a normal girl. A girl who loved to write poems. She wrote about many things; love, family, her problems, but the one thing she was most passionate about, was her love for her country and for her freedoms. She couldn’t stand the fact that her people were suffering so she used the only outlet she had to express herself, which was a pen and paper. Recently, a man had approached her about publishing her work in the paper and she was all for it. It was all she ever dreamed of, so she accepted whole-heartedly. But, the day the paper came out, her father got extremely angry. “What’s wrong with you?” He screamed. She couldn’t look him in the eye, she felt like her wolf pups. Of course he was angry, she just risked her entire family’s safety. “But Papa! This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Everyone loves it! Even Mama! This is what I want to do for the rest of my life why can’t you understand?” she yelled back. “Yes miha, but why did you have to drag us into this?” He said softly. That tone always scared her but she looked into his eyes and said, “Well maybe I’m just going to leave. You can live in your little bubble, while I, I’m gonna fight for what I believe in.” And in the flash of a pan, she grabbed her belongings, summoned for her wolf pups and left forever.
She didn’t know where to go. She felt tears streaming down her face and the gaze of the confused people on the sidewalk but she ignored it all. Herminia went to the park and pulled up a bit of Spanish moss and cried. She cried until she couldn’t feel her face anymore, but she felt NO CHANGE. She looked around until she saw a cafe and right on cue, her stomach growled. She had $2 so she figured she could get some water and a cookie.
As she walked in she noticed a young man at the counter yelling at the barista. “No miss, it’s not all for me are you insane do you think a human can eat all this by himself? Yes I’m the one who ordered the cookies and water. Yes, I know 45$.” He paid and turned around. They made eye contact and Herminia was struck by this man’s beauty. He gave her a goofy smile and walked over.
“Hi…” He said.
“Ummmm… hello…” She replied shyly.
“I’m Thad.”
“Nice to meet you Thad, I’m Herminia"
“What a beautiful name for a beautiful girl.”
At this point she was blushing profusely. “Ummm thank you.” She managed. “Herminia, would you like to share a cookie with me? You look like you could use a cookie.” Thad said. “Yes please thank you.” They went back to the park where they ate their cookies and water and Herminia introduced Thad to her anti-social wolves. They didn’t look him in the eye either but that was normal. They talked and talked until Thad realized he had to get to a meeting. “Herminia it was so nice meeting you.” He said. “You too Thad.” Herminia said. There was a pause and simultaneously they blurted out. “WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO OUT TO DINNER WITH ME?” They smiled at each other. “I work at the museum if you want to meet me there. I can set up a ticket for you, and you can stay for more than four hours.” He said. “Okay!” She said, “It’s a date!”
Later that night, Herminia met up with Thad at the museum. They spent some time at the Texas Longhorn Dinosaur exhibit before they left. They went to dinner at this fancy restaurant downtown called Affect… or was it Effect… Anyways it was a very posh place. Thad was a perfect gentleman in the beginning and Herminia talked to him about her poems and her family. He seemed to be genuinely interested. They ordered their food, which was tilapia.
They continued to talk until the food came, when Thad grew a concerned look on his face.
“What’s wrong?” Herminia asked.
“I think…. I think this is farm grown tilapia…” Thad whispered.
“Yeah, so what?” She replied with confusion.
Thad slowly looked up from his food, his face filled with absolute rage and shock.
“HERMINIA THIS IS FARM GROWN. I DON’T EAT FARM GROWN TILAPIA. IT IS FILLED WITH GROWTH HORMONES AND BACTERIA. THEY SWIM IN EACH OTHERS FECES. DO YOU KNOW THAT?!?!” AND THE WATER IS RECYCLED FROM TROUT FARMS. WHICH MEANS DOUBLE THE FECES AND BACTERIA. I ONLY EAT FISH FROM THE FARMERS MARKET”
“Oh I’m sorry… I just don’t think that’s too big of a deal. I mean the fat content in salmon is higher on farms soooooo…”
“HERMINIA THAT LITERALLY HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH WHAT WE ARE TALKING ABOUT WHAT THE HELL?!?!??! YOU KNOW, I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN. MOST WOMEN ARE STUPID LIKE YOU. I MEAN ONLY 52% OF THE WOMEN IN MY CLASS ACTUALLY GOT A CERTIFICATE SO…”
“OH MY GOD THAD YOU ARE A SEXIST AND SEDITIOUS MAN AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHY I FOUND YOU ATTRACTIVE. I JUST LIKED THE FACT THAT YOU LIKED THE DINOSAUR WITH THE BIG HORN FACE BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?!?!?! YOU’RE LIKE THE TRICERATOPS. YOU JUST DON’T CUT IT!!!!!”
And with that, Herminia rushed out of the restaurant.
This was becoming too much. She had lost so much in one day. Her family, a promising romance with the man with the cookies. She wasn’t gonna be able to fix this. If only she had a calculator for her life, but she probably wouldn’t be allowed to use that. Herminia was so deep in her thoughts that she didn’t even realize that she was about to walk into a man on the street.
“Oh god I’m so sorry! That was totally my fault!” She exclaimed. “Oh no no my dear the fault was mine.” The man replied. A loud boom came from down the street and fireworks lit the sky. “Oh wow, I totally forgot! It’s July 4th isn’t it!” She exclaimed. “Actually, it’s not that exciting. IT’s such an unfair holiday I mean the slaves don’t even have their freedoms yet why should they have to hear us celebrating it?”
The man looked down at her in shock. “…yes… yes indeed…” The man whispered. “Yes… THAT’S WHAT I ALWAYS SAY!!!! My name is Frederick Douglas. What is your name my good lady?”
“Herminia.” She replied. She could feel herself getting a bit hot. The Mississippi Delta was starting to get wet.
“Herminia, I have not met a single person who thinks like me. I gave a speech today about this and everyone just booed at me for making them think I was siding with the whites. Do you think I could take you out for some coffee?”
“Why I would love that.” She said.
And the rest was history. The two hit it off really well and eventually fell in love. They were both strong willed and wanted to show the world their ideas. Later in life, they moved away to Minnesota so that they could study the Spanish Moss together and use it to do research on dog pups and wolf pups. Surprisingly, the wolf pups actually made eye contact with Frederick, and that was how Herminia knew she made the right choice. But she never forgot about the man from the museum who ordered too many cookies though, and she was never bitter about their fight. He led her to Frederick and that was the greatest thing in her life. She couldn’t be happier.
@official-thad it’s ok I’m still here will you be the Spanish moss to my California valley oak?
PSAT FANFIC (I’m so sorry)
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