Remember Me

Chapter 23: "We meet again."

HAILEY'S POV

The weekend was passed by slowly. I waited and waited for a text or a call from Adrian but there was nothing. I was so worried and that stupid boy didn't bother to even send an "I'm okay, don't worry." text.  Ugh, boys annoy me.

I hoped I'd see him in school so we could finally talk about everything, everything that I had missed in all this time. 

I woke up extremely early for some reason and when I did, I didn't feel like going back to sleep. I was... excited and just the thought of that got me a little annoyed and embarrassed.

I decided I'd make a little bit of an effort to look good today. Maybe, just maybe I'd see him and he'd tell me that I looked beautiful and-

Shut up, Hailey, my inner voice chided. Get a grip, you silly girl. 

I took my phone inside with me in the shower because i always loved to listen to music while taking a shower. It was the best part of my morning besides Mom's delicious pancakes with a glass of fresh orange juice.

The first song that played was a very recent one and it was from the sequel of one of my favorite movies, Pitch Perfect, called Flashlight by Jessie J.

It was one of my favorite songs and it somehow reminded me of Adrian. I blushed at the thought of him. How and when did I start feelings all these things for him?

The song played on while I lathered my hair with shampoo and massaged my scalp slowly which relaxed me.  I rinsed it all out about two minutes later and moved on to conditioning it and cleaning up the rest of my body.

My shower was obviously longer than usual so I didn't have as much time as I had hoped for to look for clothes and do my hair and makeup.

Yep, I was making a real effort this time.

After a good five minutes of staring at my closet I decided to go with a pair of black leggings, a black, body hugging tank top and a red, blue and white flannel to go around my waist. I carefully examined myself in the mirror before moving onto my hair.

They were almost dry by that time so i just ran a comb through them gently untangling them. I pinned it to a side and and then just let it rest on my shoulder.

I felt happy and beautiful today. I just had the feeling in my gut that things were going to go my way today. Finally.

I smiled before turning to my makeup. Oh no.

I mentally cursed because I had no absolute idea about what i should do or how I should do things. As silly as it sounds, I'd watched all those tutorials on YouTube but I still couldn't do much.

I barely even owned makeup. Just some lip gloss,  eye liner and mascara. Chelsea bought it out of pity for me.

"Okay, let's do this," I said to myself before picking up my eyeliner. It was the liquid felt-tip kind.

I carefully ran it along my right eye lid and to my surprise it actually looked decent. I finished the other eye and then applied two coats of mascara over my lashes, finishing with a nude lip gloss.

I felt great and I'd never looked better.

I took my backpack down to the kitchen where Mom was cutting some fruits and Dad was sipping on his morning tea.

"Good morning, Mom and Dad," I smiled when they looked up at me and  took my seat across my father.

"You look beautiful, honey. Is there something special happening today?" Mom smiled at me slyly. I tried my hardest to keep my silly blush at bay.