The next morning I woke up late, I had nowhere to be but I wanted to be awoke when he came.
When I left my room to go see him, I heard his voice in the living room and I had quickly ran back and hide. What he said to me last night was still lurking my mind, causing to me fearful that when he saw me he would be upset again.
Now I sit on my bed in this red neon lite bedroom, thinking about last night when I arrived back to my room and now all my thoughts trailed down to him; how badly I wanted his arms around me as I laid in this empty bed.
When I look around the room there are no windows to look out of and occupy my thoughts with sensory of the neighborhood, or climb out of and run away. Instead I continue to make myself sad from thinking of him.
There is a knock on the door, I hesitated to speak in hopes that the person would go away. Suddenly the person began to fumble with the nob, then the door was quickly flung open.
I quickly rushed off my bed as this couple came closing to me, too busy in a make-out session to realize someone was in this room. "Umm.. good morning?" I frowned, as they fell on my bed.
The guy removed his lips from the girl and looked over at me, "This is your room?" He asked, as if that wasn't obvious. The girl was staring at me with a sheepish grin, to spare her the embarrassment I shook my head. "No..." I smiled, I doubt they would notice that I was lying, they had more important things on their minds.
"have fun." I mumbled, as I quickly left
the room. Once I was standing in the hallway, I looked around awkwardly.
I lingered in the hallway for a few seconds, as I bite the side of my lip. I really didn't want to go downstairs and see Sam or anyone for that matter. All of his friends were downstairs and I feared that he had told them about me, how I pissed him off.
Sam already thought I was a brat, but what if his friends thought so too? I couldn't be handle him and his friends ignoring me, or worse not wanting anything to do with me. If that happened I'll be screwed, I'll have no one.
I took a deep breathe, just down downstairs, you have to at some point. I too another deep breathe then I went downstairs. As I walked down the long staircase, I felt like my legs would give out when people began looking over at me. It only made me wonder what Sam's look would do to me when we see each other.
I slowly walked through the people crowding the living room, the neon lights was definitely something I would never get use too.
As soon as I saw Sam from across the room, I stopped walking and froze. I felt like going back upstairs and hiding, but my heart was racing and all I could do was stare at him.
I turned away and just as I was about to rush away, Jack saw me. "Johanna!" I gritted my teeth, "Fuck." I turned around and walked towards the group, smiling. "Hey." I approached Jack in front of a table of food, he stood on the left of Sam.
Sam had his head turned towards me, he was too busy picking strawberries from a large bowl. I felt ignored when no one replied to my good morning, some acknowledged me with a lazy glares and others continued to talk among themselves.
Jack noticed I was being ignored, but he didn't say anything about it. Instead he extended his hand out towards my face and touched my hair, "Why are you still wet?" Jack stared at my hair, as his fingers gasped a few strands.
Sam snickered, as he shook his head.
Jack cleared his throat as he moved his hand from my hair, "I mean..." He began but paused, glaring at Sam. "I thought you would have dried your hair off from earlier." I felt awkward from Sam's reaction, "I was too lazy." I didn't look at Jack, instead my eyes wandered around the group.
I looked at Sam and he was still too busy eating strawberries in the bowl. I figured that he was still upset with me from last night, so I tried to ignore him.
I glared over Jack's shoulder, Lexi and Nate were laughing among themselves which made me wonder if they noticed I was here.
Jack tried to get a conversation started, "You aren't wearing the clothes I picked out for you?" He questions, my eyes shifted at him. A few of their friends were staring at me, finally acknowledging me and I was beginning to regret wanting their attention. Most were strange looks and it made me feel like complete shit.
Sam was ignoring me and so was Lexi and Nate. I lowered my head, trying to calm my race racing heart. I gave him a confused look, as my eyes met his.
" Jack, I know I'm young," I paused, as I began to lose attention. I laughed, "but those clothes looked like it was for an eight year old girl." Majority of the group was laughing, which made me smile.
A few people looked at Jack, desperately wanting to his expression. He looked annoyed but I tried not to let it bother me. "Those were crop tops belong to my girlfriend, I thought you'd might wanna wear them." He defended.
"I'm sorry but what girlfriend?" I glared up at the ceiling, then back at him. Jack's eyebrows rose in disbelief, more people continued to laugh and tune in.
Jack didn't reply, but I was finally getting Sam's friends to like me. "I'm sorry but I don't wear other people's clothing, especially their ex-girlfriend's clothing." I gave him a playfully apologetic look, but he didn't even notice.
Sam turned around, holding a cherry by its steam, "Not to mention, those clothes were slutty. I'm talking slipping a nip and bend down that there's more ass than fabric slutty." He laughs, I smiled a little as well as the others.
I realized it wasn't that hard getting these people to laugh.
Lexi turned to face Sam, I wear crop tops are you saying that I dress like a slut?" She jokes, slightly. I could tell she was more insulted but tried to laugh it off, as if it wasn't a big deal.
Nate tugged his girlfriend's arm, wanting to walk away before she got into an argument with Sam.
Sam looks at her then nods carelessly, "Yea." People laughed and stared at the two as if they wanted to see more.
Lexi seemed anything but pleased with the laughs from the crowd, "Well if I dressed like such a slut then why did you even date me?" She shouted, Sam didn't reply.
"Exactly, you fucking fuckboy!"
Sam grinned as Nathan pulled her away, "I'm a fuckboy with possibility for change, but you'll always be a slut!" He shouts after the girl, my smile slowly disappeared but not completely. Jack disappeared, but I didn't care to much about him.
Sam scoffed under this breathe, "God she's a pain in the ass." He was watching Lexi and Nate leave as he lifted the strawberry towards his mouth, I grabbed the fruit from his fingers and took a bite of it.
"Yeah and so are you."
Sam laughed, "Same with you."
