(This is probably going to be the shortest chapter simply because there is no major plot points in here, kinda)
At first, when I woke up my first thought was that I felt like shit. The second thought was me wondering why I had woken up so early. The sun hadn't even risen above the ocean yet. We got home before Belly did, but I decided to stay awake and maybe talk with her. Sort everything out but she was already upset with me. Even after I tried to convince her that I hadn't even truly known the boys hidden agenda. Sometimes Belly likes to blame things on people even when it so clearly isn't her fault. There was tension between her and the boys. Tension between her and I, and of course my frustration with the boys. I had no reason to get into that car. Especially with me being drunk. I don't get what they were trying to do last night.
My headache was pounding in my ears as I sat up and unplugged my phone from the wall. The light flashed me in the eyes leaving me momently blind. I blink away the bright shine and lower its brightness setting as I scroll through my notifications, picking which ones I found most interesting. Belly was sleeping peacefully beside me, dark eyelashes fluttering against her cheeks as she dreamed. I sent out a few texts to my other friends who I hadn't talked too in a while. But there was one text message that really caught my eye. It was an unknown text message. I had a feeling I knew who it was. Angel Russo. I type in the password into my phone and come to the conversation.
123456789 hey ik we haven't really spoken a whole lot or texted either but seeing you in the shop was really nice i was wondering if you would like to go out some time? i know asking over the phone is for douchebag's but i'm too scared to ask you in person so?
what a predicament. Everything in me wanted to scream and shout that a boy finally liked me. He was interested in me, he was cute, he had big goals, he wanted to get as far away from his old life as he possibly could. He also wasn't some stuck up rich kid who depended on his mommy for everything. He wanted to build a life with a woman who would give him children and stability. But there was a side of me that was sad. He wasn't Jeremiah, and there was a high possibility that there was never going to be a Jeremiah in my love life. I didn't want to be with a boy just for attention. Or to get a reaction from Jeremiah. I wanted to date Angel because he was a good guy, he was everything I was looking for in a romantic partner and more. But then it's also summer, and he's cute. And maybe I'm reaching too far ahead. Who says he wants me that bad? Wants to have a future with me. And it's not like I live here anyway. Long distance relationships are tough. I also needed a person to go with me to the deb ball.
me hey angel i would love to go on a date with you. just lmk when you're free and we could work something out :)
I shut my phone off and got out of bed. I got dressed for the day, even though it was early in the day. I had just about a million things to do before everyone else needed to be awake. I wanted to go into town this morning. Do some shopping. Find something cool for Belly's birthday. I change into a pair of white shorts with some flowers that I painted on last summer. Belly and I bought a pair of nice jean shorts from Walmart, mine were white and hers were black. I painted on some flowers using acrylic pants and Belly's had smiley faces using bleach.
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