Autumn Leaves

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

The next morning I woke up when my alarm goes off. I put my hand over it to stop it and I felt something under my hand. I opened my eyes and I took what it seemed to be a Post-It with a message on it.

I cooked you breakfast (I hope it's still hot when you wake up). Please eat it. You shouldn't really skip meals again so that I wouldn't have to show off my great cooking skills.

I hope you had enough rest to come to work today. You still have a lot to finish and submit to me.

-Trevor

PS: I liked our sleeping position last night.

I thought I was dreaming when he was sleeping beside me. Turns out I wasn't. I felt giddy when I read the whole message. So I was wrong about what he thought that things will change.

I was smiling throughout my whole morning routine even when I was out in the streets on the way to the office. I inserted the Post-It note between two pages inside my journal. I thought it would be something that would keep me positive whenever I'd feel down.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Sara greeted once I was on my way to my desk. "You look vibrant today than yesterday," she said eyeing me from head to toe.

Well, compared to yesterday, I felt better today because I finally had enough sleep and you know what I mean if I mention last night.

Yesterday I had my hair down since I had no time to fix it in the morning. I also looked like I wore the first few things I saw in my wardrobe - a denim jacket hoodie, black shirt and pants, and a pair of white sneakers - which I bet didn't look bad at all besides that it made me look like a teenager.

Today I decided to look good yet comfortable. I wore a white top under a black dungaree and boots with a gray coat over since the weather outside was chilly. I also tied my hair into a braid with the few remaining minutes I had before I left my house. I didn't look vibrant but I did look better than yesterday.

"I was a mess yesterday," I said. "And I don't look vibrant. I look like I'm in a 50's sitcom," I stated and motioned my hands to my black and white outfit.

"I'm not talking about your outfit but it looks good," she asserted. "You look like you're really happy today, Paige. What happened?"

I shrugged. "Nothing," I lied. "I just had a really long rest. That's it."

She squinted at me. "Really?" She crossed her arms and walked over to my desk. "Diane mentioned something to me when you left."

I groaned. "What is it?"

"Oh, she just laughed and spilled everything when I asked why," she said, cheking her nails. "She accidently slipped her tongue."

"What did she say?" I whispered. "Did she tell you everything?"

"Everything," she widened her eyes as if it was a threat and stifled a laugh.

"Even the. . ." I looked around to check if someone could hear us.

"The kiss?" She finished. "Yes, she did."

I closed my eyes and sighed. "Oh, great. The whole world knows now," I shook my head and pulled out my chair to sit on.

She put an arm on my shoulder. "Oh, not the whole world. But I told Andrea."

I let out an exhausted groan. "You guys are so nosy. Good thing you're my friends," I muttered.

"I know," she flipped her hair. "Now tell me what happened when Trevor took you home."

I told her what she asked for and showed her the note that I hid in my notebook.