She Was Who I Paid Attention To (Vauseman)

Chapter 7

AUTHORS NOTE:

Okay so for this book I think there should be a song of the chapter so you can feel the vibe of the situation, so starting Chapter 8 there will be some songs to go with the chapter that you can maybe listen to as you read so you feel more connected to the story I'm trying to explain. Enjoy this Chapter and thank you for everyone who is reading. Compared to the original version of this story I know it isn't the best and it sucks for me but I am trying my best to get this story to be better than the last one. <3

PIPER POV

There are many stages of a breakup. First is anger and second is regret. Let's just say that I am in stage 2 because I really regret not answering Alex. I should have at least let her explain because everybody deserves an explanation. Like when I came home late after going out, my parents let me "explain myself" regardless whether it made a difference or not. But either way, it's way too late. Polly said I should go out. I should try to meet someone. I have been doing three things the past week or so and Polly took note on that.

"The only things you do now is sleep, mope and work," She said. "It's honestly getting depressing. Get a cute outfit on and get the fuck out there." She couldn't have said it better.That night I decided that she was right and I was indeed ready to go out. I would have to go out alone, which sucks but this is my only day off for a while and I need to get out. Polly having a date will not stand in my way.

Polly left for her date around 7 and I decided to leave around 8 when the bars would be more busy.  As soon as Polly left I started to get ready. I took a shower, threw on a nice pink cami with skinny jeans and combat boots to match. I finished off the look with simple eye makeup. As for my hair used my new curling iron styled it a little more fancier than usual. If I wanted to find someone to get over Alex I had to look my best. I think I succeeded.

The taxi showed up at 8:30 and gave the driver  instructions to go to a random bar he knew would be busy at this hour. I didn't pay attention to where he was going until we pulled up. We were at the bar on 42nd street. Great Choice.. I didn't think much of it as I walked in to the surprisingly very busy bar. At least it was busier compared to when I went in there last month. I sat down in the spot a sat in last time and ordered my margarita and I studied the scene. There were lot more people there, mostly college students, students getting out of college or high school students with fake IDs. One voice stuck out in particular to me over all of the noise. I immediately turned my head to the source of the familiar voice and was shocked to see Alex. She wasn't alone either, she was with Sylvie and her group of friends.

I felt absolutely horrible. I left my house to have some fun and maybe to try to get over Alex but now it seems like a challenge I  may not be up for. I turned back around and faced the bar and sipped my drink as I heard her husky laughs and her jokes. Sometimes I would accidentally laugh along too but stop myself once I realized that she wasn't talking to me. She was talking to that bitch Sylvie. I didn't know if I could handle this. I was just about to leave when I saw Alex walking alone toward the bathroom, that was my chance to talk to her. I slowly left my chair and walked over to where she was, took a breath and said 'Hi' before she turned around and all of the anger melted away and a smile formed on my face.