Ella Mae has had a crush on her childhood best friend, Aaron Kade, from since she can remember. Aaron happened to be one of the most popular guys in school, and a star on the boy's hockey team. One little problem, he was known to be a player. Ella w...
Before I know it and Saturday rolls around. I have no idea what I am going to wear to my date with Andrew, so I do what any other person my age would do. Call my best friend.
"Hey girl." Katie says through the phone.
"Help! I have my date with Andrew today and I have no idea what I'm going to wear."
"Hmm I can be at your house in 20." Katie offers.
"Okay, perfect thanks." I say as I hang up the phone. I've already showered and my hair is blow dried. I think I might curl it as well. Yes, curling it is. I grab my curling iron out of my dresser drawer and plug it in. As I'm waiting for it to heat up, I get a text from Andrew.
Andrew:
I'll pick you up around 3
Me:
Sounds good
Wow, not even an exact time.
As I'm in the middle of curling my hair, Katie walks into my room which catches me by surprise.
"Jeez you scared me." I state.
"Your mom let me in."
"Okay so you're curling your hair I see."
"Yeah. I figure I never do anything interesting with my hair."
"I agree. Curling is fun."
"Oh my gosh this shirt is so cute. Mind if I borrow it?" Katie asks as she is currently looking through my closet.
"Which one?" I ask.
"This pink floral one."
"Go for it. Just make sure you give it back to me. The last time I lent you something of mine, I got it back three months later."
"I know I know."
"I feel like jeans are the way to go for a carnival." Katie states.
"I agree. I just don't know what shirt or sweater."
"What about this white top?" Katie says as she pulls out this white crop top.
"Omg I forgot I owned that. I love it, I just don't know what sweater."
"Here this flannel is perfect." Katie states as she pulls out a blue flannel.
"See this is why you are my designated fashion designer. I can never pick out the right outfits."
"You're welcome." Katie says.
"What time is your date?"
"I don't know, he told me he'd pick me up around 3." I shrug my shoulders.
"Eww." Katie says.
"What?"
"It just seems a bit informal to me. He just texts saying I'll be there around 3. Not even an exact time?" Katie states. It did seem a bit casual. Maybe Andrew is just a casual dater. But I don't know if I like that. I should get to know him before I make judgments.
"How about we get to know him first. Maybe he's just a dry texter or something." I propose.
"Maybe.."
Once I finish curling my hair, I apply some foundation, blush, mascara and some highlighter. I then put on the outfit I am going to wear.
The outfit:
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"Aww Ella you look so pretty!" Katie cheers.
"All thanks to you."
"I am pretty amazing aren't I?"
"Okay it's 2:30 so I'm gonna head out."
"Okay thanks so much Katie."
"Of course. Let me know how the date goes." She states as she heads downstairs.
"Text me if anything happens."
It's currently 3 o clock and my nerves begin intensifying. I hope I'm not awkward or anything. I'm not even sure what I'm supposed to say. And what if he kisses me again.
It's now 3:30 and he still isn't here. I don't want to look like I'm spamming him but I want to know when he's going to be here, so I send him a text.
It's now 4 and still no sign of Andrew. Which is pissing me off. But I shouldn't assume anything because maybe something happened. I don't think he would stand me up. I decide on calling him and of course, no response.
Me:
Hey is everything alright? I'm just wondering when you're going to be here.
It's now 4:30 and still no response. Seriously. I then get a nonfiction from my phone. I quickly check, hoping it's Andrew but it isn't.
Katie:
How's the date going???
Me:
He hasn't showed up yet.
Katie:
What the hell?! Maybe something happened?
Me:
I hope he's alright.
It's now 5 and still no call or text from Andrew. I begin taking off my makeup and putting on some comfy clothes. Was I just stood up? What a jerk. He's the one who asked me out.
It's now 7 and I finally get a text from Andrew.
Andrew:
Sorry, I had something going on. Can we reschedule?
My heart drops. I mean I already knew that he wasn't going to show a couple hours ago but still. The fact that he couldn't even bother to say anything kind of hurts. I'm not replying. Fuck him. It just doesn't make sense. He's the one who comes to my house to ask about my leg and asks me out and then he fucking asks to reschedule after not responding to any of my calls.
