Suddenly, you | Completed

Chapter 6

Incoming call Mr. Sexy-as-hell

Oh my god, what does he want now? I thought to myself. Maybe it was best if I just picked up the phone. Maybe I should give it a chance and try to make a friend. I would think about it.

"Hello?" I said into the speaker of my phone.

"Hey. Was it that difficult to answer my texts?"

"Mmmh not really, it was quite easy. Just didn't feel like it."

"Look, I didn't mean to be a bother, I just wanted to know if you where doing anything interesting."

"Yeah."

"Yeah what?"

"Yes I was doing something interesting" I rolled my eyes.

"Oh really? Do tell" he said amused. I could feel the smirk plastered on his face.

"I was... Reading" was my lame excuse

"Reading what?"

Your texts, I thought. "A book"

"What book?"

I rolled my eyes once again "Goodbye Matt" I said, ready to hung up.

"Okay, okay. I'll believe your poor excuses and ask you what I wanted to ask you."

He paused.

"Go ahead." I said, waiting for him.

"So, seeing as I'm new in town and all, I thought maybe you wanted to show me around? You know, just hanging out."

Hang out with Matt? That was something friends did. Where we friends?

"Really? You want me to show around? Around what? The only mall we have, take you to the only Starbucks there is or take you to our mini town square?"

"Everything"

"Right now?"

"Yeah, why not."

"I'll think about it." I said.

Then I hang up.

I knew it was kind of rude -more like very rude- to just hung up on him, but I was nervous. This had never happened to me before and I didn't know how to handle the situation. I mean, sure I hang out with Stella and Mia sometimes, and Aubrey too, but only when they 'forced' me. Aubrey had her boyfriend, and Stella and Mia ahd each other so I was just the plan B. When someone couldn't make it, I was there. Like a replacement.

That's exactly why I didn't want to be friends with Matt. Sure, he was cute, but he was new. And when he makes new friends he'll forget about me and I'll become his plan B. And I didn't want that because it hurt sometimes. It hurt to know that you were the second plate. Never a first option.

As you already know, my life is very boring. My hobbies are reading, stalking people on Facebook and posting depressing things on my Tumblr. Exciting, I know.

Of course I wasn't always like this.

I believe there was a time when I wasn't so sad. My brother and I were attached by the hip and we were each other's best friend. But when mom died, everything changed.

Oh right, I guess I never told you guys about my family.

When I was sixteen, my mother died. It was a car accident. I don't like talking about it and I don't like remembering it either. I guess it's something I'll never be able to talk about, I mean, it destroyed me. Now I barely talk to my father, and if I do is to fight with him and yell at each other's faces and I'm tired of it. And my relationship with my brother isn't any better.