The Goldy Project

Chapter 7

After sitting outside of McDonald's sulkily for ten minutes, I decided that perhaps burning off the calories I just consumed wasn't a bad idea. Oh boy was I wrong. I trekked for about an hour and a half and got lost twice, got attacked by a swarm of bees from who knows where, and almost did get hit by a car. I was completely and utterly drained. The second I arrived at home after surviving the most exercise I had done practically ever, I fall, face first, onto the couch. It never felt so good to just lay there. After a few moments of thinking about the trauma I just went through, I haul myself upstairs, knowing exactly who I needed to call.

"Hello-"

"I hate him. That stupid Son of a biscuit. How dare you give him my address, what the hell were you thinking Sadie? If I ever see that idiot's face again, I'm going to- to- "I try and think of a very good threat, but my mind has suddenly and quite conveniently turned into mush. "I don't know what I'm going to do, yet. But let me tell you it's not going to be a pleasant sight." I huff.

I am currently curled up on my bed with my laptop on my lap as I'm face timing Sadie. My legs are still sore with huge blisters around my toes after the huge walk in the morning which my body was physically not ready for.

"Wait, hold on. Who are you talking about? I didn't give anyone your address." Sadie frowns in confusion through the screen of my laptop.

I stare at her in disbelief, the jerk was actually a stalker.

"You didn't give Hunter my address? What the fudge!" I start massaging my temples, Hunter somehow always gave me a migraine.

"So wait, Hunter came to your house today?"

"Yeah, he said he wanted to apologise for yesterday. He told me that he had called you up today and said sorry and that you gave him my address. I mean it sounded fishy, but I was being treated to free food so all my sense flew out of the window." I sigh, embarrassed by how easily I agreed to his alibi.

"Hunter did call me today, I didn't say much though because I was still getting over yesterday. But I can say for sure that I most definitely did not give your address." Sadie says.

Before I can utter anything I hear my phone vibrate, I catch a quick glance on the notification on my Notebook screensaver. What, I'm a sucker for that movie okay. My heart almost stops for a minute. An unknown number had sent me a text.

Can we continue that conversation my starry eyed pal?

Ryan

I look up at Sadie and see her lips moving but I can't hear anything. My heart is doing somersaults and I want to scream but I know, as the sensible girl I was, that it would be inappropriate. So instead I just keep staring at the screen, he called me starry eyed, he remembers me, he knows my numb-

Suddenly I'm being pulled back into reality when my pain of a brother comes into my room singing, I'm slightly amused and entertained by his little air guitar performance, but his solo was too earth shattering for my ears to let him carry on. By the way, he also had his eye's closed the whole time, yet that still didn't stop him making the weirdest facial expressions.

"James, care to explain what you're doing?" I tease. James immediately stops dancing and screeching and stares at me, jaw dropped.

"What are you doing here, I thought you were out? Is that Sadie?" He says, still shaken up.

Sometimes I wish I could pounce on him and shake his head just to test that there really is a brain in there somewhere.

"James, this is my bedroom." I deadpan. James still looks at me with a puzzled look.