Tatianna Steiner
It was a Saturday night; cold and dark. My Mom and I stood with wide grins which reach our ears. We were ready for fun. I had my extra large jacket set up and I had stuffed my pockets with bags of buttered popcorn and multicolored candies. The movie theatre food was overrated and overpriced in my opinion; it had thick, gross oil for butter and their candy was five dollars a bag; They sold so much soda, it could fill the Atlantic ocean. It was all crap.
We walked along the dark, car lined street, and around the huge building. Light blinded our eyes and the bright neon sign shimmered in front of us. We rushed up to the glass doors, and sprinted to the line snaking around the open carpet floors. While we were waiting, I bounced up and down. We were five minutes late!
Once we had our tickets, we rushed to the entrance and into the dark box. We found our seats, about mid-theatre, and we turned our pockets inside out, settling in. The movie started right away, since we arrived right in the nick of time. The light of the movie reflected off the screen and onto the face of the crowd. I scooted deeper into my seat and I breathed it all in.; the popcorn sprawled across my lap and the smell of excitement in the air. My jacket around my body. My feet melted onto the theatre floor.
Throughout the movie, my face changed multiple times, at first excited, then fearful. Finally we came to the sad part of the movie and I fought back tears. I wiped my face clear and snuggled back into the comfort of my mom and my popcorn.
By the end of the movie my mouth was smothered in butter and chocolate, and my stomach and mind were happy, but not satisfied. I knew what we were going to do; a double feature. Our faces turned, synchronized in a smirk. Oh yes, we were going to watch another movie.
We waited until the end credits, put away our food and walked smoothly out of our seats. We slid out of the theatre and went walking, looking at the other theatre titles for the night.
Many comedies, romances, sci fi, and drama titles beamed down upon us, but we only chose one of the titles. Tip toeing into the filled up theatre, we found our seats at the back and I snickered a little. I snuggled and wiggled into my seat feeling accomplished. Soaking in more of the cinema, I memorized the scene again; with our little smirks, with our faces lit by the shining screen, the smell of butter flooding my nose.
We barely go to watch movies at the cinema, so this was a special day. My mom always said we watched double movies to get our ¨money's worth,¨ so that's always been our tradition. I love it.
I watch movies all the time, but rarely at a theatre. My dad says if you don't get too excited for the movie, then you can just wait for the DVD to come out. Well, I understand that, but I think that movie theatres are like cotton candy. Sweet and exciting, but not something to eat everyday. Every once in awhile you should take a little bite to feel thrilled. Don’t completely ignore them.
By the end of the movie, the smell and taste of popcorn was revolting. My stomach was full of junk and oil. I was bloated. Ugh. I think both, my mom and I can agree that we were fed up with the movie theatre for the next few months. My face was almost white, and I felt sick to my tummy.
We stood up ever so slowly, and wobbled over to the exit. My mom checked her watch and it read 1:30 AM! We jumped out of our socks and hurried to the glass door to the outside. Opening the doors, we breathed in fresh, non popcorn smelling air, refreshed. The crisp morning air whipped back my frazzled hair. We walked quickly now, and we looked around watch the dark early morning around us. The dark sky reflected onto our brown eyes, and we watched in awe of the completely deserted streets. I sighed and glanced at my breath hanging in the air. Laughing a little, I half walked-half hopped into my Mom’s minivan. I looked at the clock and crackled at my mom, shaking my head. Gosh, it was late.
Once we got home, I dragged my feet, one after another upstairs to my bathroom. I washed my face and brushed my teeth in a blur. Then I collapsed onto my soft bed. Night.