I didn't ride the bus home today. The way Evelyn looked at me when I told her I had a boyfriend told me everything I needed to know. She doesn't like him, but I don't even know why. He seems like a nice guy, she should be happy for me. I texted my parents I'll be home a bit later than usual because I wanted to take a walk on the beach. It's the middle of September so nobody is here. I sit down and look at the ocean. It's peaceful. I love coming to the beach, I haven't been since the summer but this was an emergency. I needed to think. Why would he just ask me out like that? He probably is just dating me to get back at someone but I wouldn't really mind. As long as someone wanted me, that'll be good enough. I'm sure I can learn to love him, love him like the way I love the ocean. The ocean always calmed me and I'm sure he will too. I can see him as a good husband, he'd know how to handle everything, even if it was hard. I smile at the thought of him helping me with things I couldn't do. Okay, maybe I do kinda like him and I will like him even more with time. I feel the sand underneath my fingertips, I always loved the way it felt. I stood up and walked a bit closer to the water and felt the waves against my hand, I gasp and pull my hand away once I feel that it's ice cold. I really should have expected that. Of course it's gonna be freezing. I decided to go home, it was getting dark and I have my thoughts together. So I walk home before it gets too dark and once I get there, I eat dinner then go upstairs to my room to get ready for bed before I glance over through my window and seeing Eve practicing with her bass. I stop to just watch her, she's gotten really good at it. I wish I could play bass, or any instrument. They just seem really cool to me and I know Eve would be an amazing teacher. She's so patient and understanding. She looks a bit frustrated as she just puts her bass down and flops on her bed with her hands covering her face. I wish I could help her but I probably wouldn't even know what I was doing. I snap out of my thoughts and get back to getting ready for bed. I close my curtains and grab my pajamas to change into before brushing my teeth and washing my face. Then I get into my bed and fall asleep.
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Maybe Tomorrow
Teen Fiction"Maybe tomorrow I'll tell her.." Me and my best friend grew up together since we were neighbors. She was only a year older than me but that didn't stop us from doing everything together, we were practically inseparable. Until 7th grade happened..