Hate Him // G.D

0.2 Purple Penguin

    I pondered on what to do as I stared down at my phone screen. Carefully I started to reply a text. Right before I pressed send I received another text from Grayson.
Grayson Dolan: Wrong person
I gave a sigh of relief, remembering what Ethan had told me at lunch. But I knew that nothing had changed.
We hated each other and always would.
I slumped back onto my pillow and turned on Netflix. Like always I re watched a couple episodes in the first season of american horror story, my favorite show. 
Just as I got to the part that always made me break down in tears, my phone dinged.
I jumped, startled by how loud the ringer was. I had received a text from Paul.
Paul <3: Whats up Hayden?
I thought a moment for what to reply. 'Just crying over a tv show' didn't sound good so I just kept it casual.
To Paul <3: Nothing much, just chilling. 
Within three minutes my phone dinged again.
Paul <3: Lol, I was wondering if you want to grab some frozen yogurt in 30?
My heart literally jumped and I quickly replied a yes then jumped to get an outfit.
I picked a long sleeved "PINK" shirt that was purple, some black leggings, and my tan Uggs. Then quickly I retouched my makeup and brushed my teeth.
I checked my phone to see a message.
Paul <3: Okay, I'll meet you at the Purple Penguin at six?

The Purple Penguin was a cute frozen yogurt place down the street, it was in walking distance so thankfully I didn't have to ask for a ride.

  The clock showed that it was 5:45 so I grabbed my purse and phone, and left.

Once I made it to my mail box I already regretted not bringing a jacket but I didn't have anytime to get one.

The sun was already down and it was quite dark and cold. The only light that shown was the street lights, the occasional car, and of course  the glow of the shops ahead.

I started humming my favorite song as I kept walking, to keep my mind of the cold.

   "I like the summer rain, I like the sounds you make.

We put the world away, we get so disconnected.

You are my get away, you are my favorite place.

We put the world away, we get so disconnected."

  I realized that I started singing and felt my cheeks heat up. Frantically, I looked around.

  Thankfully no one was outside. I laughed to myself and kept walking.

Finally I arrived at the Purple Penguin.

Once I opened the door, the small silver bell rang, signaling to the workers that I was here.

The air was warm, much warmer than outside.

"Hi, welcome to the Purple Penguin!" A voice called behind the counter.

A women who looked to be in her early thirties, with hair that was a pretty reddish brown color and had a purple penguin hat perched on her head welcomed me with a smile.

"Thank you." I said returning the smile and sitting at a table.

"Are you going to get some frozen yogurt?" She asked hesitantly.

"Im waiting for someone." I replied, to her with a nod.

I took out my phone to check the time, 5:58. Paul would be here anytime, so I sat and scrolled through twitter.