Yep, I know, I vanished from the face of Earth. But hey, I'm a free citizen now! I just got on vacation and now I can write more. But serious talk now guys, I'm not getting any reviews and that's making me quite sad :c I love writing to you, however I can't improve when I don't get any comments on how the story is so far. I want to write a nice plot for you guys to read, and how can I do that without knowing what you think? So, next chapter will only be released after two reviews or more :c
Anyways, hope you enjoy that chappie. Love ya! <3
Grandma and grandpa tried to come in, however I gently told them that I just wanted to be alone. Katie tried to cheer me up and asked me what was going on, however I wasn't in the mood for talking. I ate lunch in my room and drowned in nutella as desert while watched A walk to remember. Then I watched Titanic, and cried a lot. By the end of the movie, when my face was all red of crying, my hair was a bird's nest and my mouth was full of chocolate, someone just get in to my room loudly and almost scaring me to death.
"Tell me what is it." Ange demands, her hands on her hips, standing in front of me. She looks like a really pissed Barbie, with her blonde hair in soft waves and a beautiful pink dress. I see my family spying the scene by the door and roll my eyes.
"We had no chance but call her." Grandma raises her hands in defense and grandpa nods in agreement.
"Okay, okay. I will tell Ange what's going on." I sigh, bitting my lower lip. "But close the door, please."
They look relieved and, in my mind, I thank God for the family I have. Katie closes the door softly and Ange sits on my bed, in front of me, with a worried face.
"Why are you so sad, Ella?" She asks sheepishly and my lower lip shakes. It always happens when I feel the urge to cry.
"I ruined it all. I told Jay about my feelings." I mumble without looking at her face.
She gasps.
"Why? How?" Ange asks me curiously. "I knew it! He was acting all weird! He just locked himself on the room like you did."
I sigh deeply and tell her the whole history, from the beginning to the end. When I finish we both stay silent.
"My brother is a good friend Ella." She tells me, lifting my chin softly so I can face her. Ange looks at me with a calming expression. "And he loves you a lot. Jay won't go away, you loving him romantically or not. Don't worry about it."
I nod weakly, having no idea about what to say, which is strange, as I feel so many things inside me. I just can't put them into words, and that's unpleasant. Makes me feel like exploding.
"I know what to do now". She suddenly exclaims with raised finger and a smile, what means she has an idea, and that's not good. "I know how you love dresses. Let's buy one for you, so you can use tomorrow for the party."
"Oh..." I mumble as soon as I remember the party. "I don't think I want to..."
"Sh, don't even start." Ange interrupts me. "You are going to the party, Miss. And that's an order. You are not going to stay here watching these depressing movies and feeling sorry for yourself, okay? Jay isn't the only fish in the ocean."
I give her a weak smile. Looks like I have no choise. And besides, the idea of a new dress was quite nice.
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It was hard to choose just one dress. All of them were gorgeous! Shopping really distracted me, and I even had fun. Ange did a good job on cheering me up and I feel great about it. We walked every corner of the mall and I probably tested over twenty dresses, no kidding. Our last stop is in a small store that smells like coffee and has a beautiful decoration, all cute and girly. I like cute and girly.
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