The following morning, I felt like crap. The world was throbbing, coming in and out of focus like a confused camera and my mind just felt cloudy.
I had to go to work though. Today I had the day shift at the diner. At least Riane would be there, so I wouldn't be completely alone.
I got dressed and went outside and winced as the sun blinded me with its unforgiving rays. "Ayye." I shrunk back like a vampire exposed to the sun. Then, I saw the bus about to leave the stop, and ran as fast as I could to reach the stop before he left. "Wait!!" I cried in vain as he left. Great, now I'd be late.
I sat down on the bench and grumbled as time passed. People walked by the bench and stole glances at me, never seeming to think much of what they saw. Everyone was just in their own little world.
Screeching tires shattered my peace as another bus drove up to the stop and its space shuttle like doors opened to me. I climbed up the stairs and handed him my ticket as I got on. My feet brought me staggering to the back of the bus and I collapsed in the seat. The ride was 20 mintues long, which was wayyy too long.
I tried to look out the window as we drove, but the blurred images only made me nauseous. I settled on just burying my head in my lap until my stop was called.
I jolted awake as my head slammed the seat in front of me and the drivers voice echoed in my ears. We'd reached my stop. I pushed myself up and staggered outside and into the diner. Luckily, it wasn't busy, but as I scanned the room, I never saw Riane.
I wonder where she was. She was never sick and didn't go on vacations very often... Odd. Oh well, I'd just have to manage without her.
I went through the day like a zombie, trying my hardest to please the customers, but I only really wallowed in my own pain. My head throbbed and stomach churned, I just felt bad. The only odd thing was that it was a weird kind of sick feeling. I felt like something was just wrong, and I wasn't being told what it was.
I ended the shift and went to the bus stop. Sitting down on the bench, I paused as I saw a familiar head bobbing above the crowd of people on the sidewalk. He had blond hair and a square face, and was very tall.. "Trojan?!" I shouted and stood up. Boy was I happy to see him. I could ask him, where Riane was. They always knew where each other were and always knew how each other felt and always were just perfect. "Trojan!!"
He stopped and glanced around. He caught my eye and his face lit up. Waving, he quickened his pace and walked toward me. "Dawn! Good to see you dude! How are you?" He slipped something into his pocket and put his hands in them.
"I'm okay, just a little under the weather.. " I smiled. "So uh, what's in your pocket?" I leaned forward, looking at the object. It was square.
"Nothing..." he glanced sidways and smiled really big, then blushed.
"What is it." I shot my hand into his pocket and pulled out a box of crayons. What. "Trojan, what are these??"
"I'm babysitting my sisters kid. Shes so cute and asked for box of crayons."
"Why were you being so secretive about it?" I laughed.
"I was just messing with you dude." He laughed and took them from me. He started walking again.
"Wait, Trojan, when are you going to propose to Riane?"
His face turned bright red. "I-I don't think we're ready." He turned and disapearred into the crowd very quickly.
I watched him leave, then sighed as I realized I'd never asked him where Riane was. "Damn it." I'd given up trying not to cuss it was just too much of a hassle.
The bus arrived and I got on, sitting at the front this time. I wanted to get off faster.
I wanted to just lay in my bed and have all of my problems vanish likr a bad dream. I wanted all of my confusion to leave, all my pain, everything. I was just so confused on why Lincoln all of a sudden starts this and why everything is just so perfect. It was almost too perfect. It felt wrong.
I smushed my eyebrows together in concentration. I tried to think back to anything I'd seen that would point to why Lincoln was suddenly acting this way or Trojan didn't want to marry yet, or Riane being gone... Nothing. They were all just living heir lives and I was over here trying to accuse them of being fake with me. Geez, If my friends were like that then I wouldn't be their friend. My mom had always liked my friend choices. I'd known most of them forever anyways.
I got off at my stop and walked toward Troys house. I paused at the driveway and looked inside. There was a shadow moving around in there. Probably just Mae. I had a spark of fear, but tossed it away as I thought more practically.
I walked up the drive and opened the door. The lights were off. That was odd. I felt a bead of sweat trickle down my face and quickly wiped it away. It was just Mae. Going to turn the lights on, I heard a floor board creak. I froze. Panic shot through me and I grabbed the nearest object. "Who's there?!" My voice shook.
"EEP! Troy-!"
I flipped the lights on and Ann was pulling a shirt on. "AHHH!!!" I couldn't help screaming and running into another room. What had I just seen?!! I shook my head and closed the door.
That was the day I started keeping a journal.
