Bouncing on my seat as I await Sebastien eagerly, I check my phone for the umpteenth time to make sure that in one click, it will be sent.
What it refers to, you ask? Here's a clue: Senior prom is in a few months, and it's girl ask boy. Already, Camilla Carlinson has already asked Jamie Olliver over red velvet cupcakes and rose petals. He said yes. Henrietta Socca ("Henri" the soccer queen) asked her boyfriend after scoring the winning goal at our interschool soccer competition. Like, full out grabbed the mic from poor Mrs Cat and yelled out "babe prom?". He said yes.
I decided to send Sebastien the 'will you go to prom with me?' e-card on his phone as soon as he sat down at the cafe where we had arranged to meet. Quiet but sweet. Just perfect for Sebastien. Honestly, I had wanted to something with more oomph, you know? In fact, before I asked Sebastien on whether he would like a flashy, romantic prom-posal, which he had shot down immediately, much to my disappointment. I had wanted to order some helium balloons with the words "I just POPPED by to ask you to prom" and release them as soon as he got out of class. He would be so embarrassed though.
Sebastien is so different from Kai, who prom-posalled me by taping post-it notes all over my car, with the same question: Go to prom with me, baby? While it made romantic ol' me swoon, I still rejected it, not only because he broke the tradition, but also because I am asking Sebastien soon.
Why is Sebastien not here yet? He's already running thirty minutes late. Telling myself he's probably just stuck in a traffic jam, I wait patiently for him.
Four coffees and three hours later, I'm still here waiting. Not a single text from him. Not a single call. At this rate, I would even accept a lame excuse like "oh my car keys fell into the toilet bowl and I needed to open up the pipes to get here" (It's lame because number 1, I know for a fact that he has at least one extra key with his mom. Two, ever heard of Uber??) The waitress, a slightly round lady in her forties or fifties, smile at me sadly, and I curse my big mouth for telling me I was here for a date. She probably thinks I got stood up. Which, I guess I just did.
What is so urgent to Sebastien that he can barely send me a text? Fury bubbles up as the waitress's pitying look. She approaches me with a sympathetic smile. "He's not worth it, dear." She says, an understanding smile on. I nod, jaw ticking as I throw down some money and go home, betrayal and hurt a sting in my heart. What in the world happened?
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Eternal Love
RomanceA heartbreaking tale to bring on the waterworks. Estelle loves Isaac, has and always will. He loves her too, or so he says. He showers her with gifts, make her laugh, and always, always, puts her first. Then he starts being... detached. Whenever sh...
