Cinderella

Home, calls and questions

I was lost in a daze. Truly. Everything that had happened at the ball. It all felt like a fairy tale. The lovely scenery, the dancing, dresses, masks and Jake.

Boy, I am still in complete shock.

The guy I had been talking to so easily, and had kissed twice was Jake. And the good thing is he doesn't know it was me, if he knew then he would surely be disappointed.

I'm sure he expected some drop dead gorgeous girl that he shared a romantic night with. Instead he got me.

But half of me wonders whether, maybe he would be happy that it were me. Because at least I wasn't a stranger, I was some one he knew.

And if he wanted to find who it was whether he would even consider me. I kind of feel bad though. Not telling him who it was who he spent the ball with.

Knowing Jake he would probably forget about it soon, and this whole thing will blow over. Maybe he just doesn't want to know who it was, and he is satisfied that it will always stay a mystery.

Maybe I'm over thinking it slightly.

But ...

RING RING RING RING

My phone interrupts me from my train of thought. I quickly go over to the position of my phone, on my desk. I quickly answer it, expecting Cheryl to be ranting at me or ordering me to do something.

I fall back on to my bed.

"Hello." I start awaiting reply.

"Hi Deana, I wanted to talk to you about something." I am surprised to hear Jakes voice on the other end of the line. I quickly bolt up right, my heart pounding in my chest wondering what he wanted to say. I should really reply.

"Shoot." Right Deana. Smooth. I face palm thinking of my stupidity. Why couldn't I be cool?

"Were you at the dance?" He asks.

I don't know what to say in reply. Should I say I did or deny it?

"Yes I did." I reply, not wanting to lie to him more than necessary to with hold the truth.

"Why didn't you save me a dance? You promised Dee." He responded in a rather depressing voice.

Great. Now what to say?

"I couldn't find you." I snap back a bit to quickly in a moody tone. Wow I'm getting as bad as my step sisters, I guess people do pick up habits. Nope, I don't want to think about that.

"You could have rang. Any way I was wondering were you the girl I danced with?" He questioned. My heart is literally about to burst now, I am so nervous. What if he finds out.

"I don't know, I danced with quite a few people Jake." I say in a better tone. Quite satisfied with my answer I lay back down on my bed comfortably.

"Well, I met this girl. She was so beautiful and the nicest person I have ever met, she reminded me of you. But because she was wearing a mask I didn't know who she was. And I am desperate to know, because I think I fell in love with her. I know right your probably thinking 'lame dude' but it's true, she made it one of the best nights I've ever had. I am yearning to see her again."

After he had finished his little speech I was wearing a grin from ear to ear. It feels like I'm on cloud nine. He said all those lovely things. Great, now I'm considering telling him.

"So I was wondering was it you?" He asks nervously.

WHAT SHOULD I DO?

Should I lie or tell him the truth? I know he deserves the truth. I'm positive he'll forget about it with in a couple of days.

"I'm sorry I don't know who she is, I spent most of my time with Nora." Why would I say that. I should have told him the truth.

"Oh." He pauses. "Will you help me find her please?"

I might as well. He won't find her if she's right under his nose.

Smart thinking Deana.

Why did I get myself in this situation in the first place?

This is totally crazy.

"Anything for my best friend right. I am really happy for you for finding someone." I say sweetly.

"Even if she is 1% someone like you then she is a wonderful person. I just hope she's someone like you." My heart skips a beat.

Who took Jake away? And what did they do to him?

"Aww thanks Jakey, we better find your girl." I respond.

"Okay see you Deana. Thanks for all the help. Your such a great best friend, I wouldn't trade you for the world."

Okay, seriously what happened? One minute he is cocky Jake, the next he is complimenting Jake who is giving out flowers on a rainbow.

Talk about 'no one can change' rubbish. This guy can go from one extreme to another!

"Bye Jake, have a nice evening." I bid my farewell.

"Don't forget Deana you still owe me that dance." Jake said before hanging up.