Dear, Jeremy

Chapter 9

Hate him.

I totally hate him.

No! I hate my life. Like seriously I hate my life.

I mean how could I be such a fool?

* 4 hours earlier*

I happily trotted out of the class.

The hallways were crowded as the school just ended.

I went towards my locker and immediately noticed a yellow stick note.

Pick you at 7.
J.

It read.

I had a big smile on my face.
A simple sentence put me onto cloud 9.

This is so not good. I thought to myself.

As soon as I reached home I ran to my room.

'I have to meet that guy.' I reminded myself.

It's so silly of me to still not get hold of a member who was staying at my place.

On my way to my room I grabbed my favourite M&Ms.

Who doesn't love them?

I quickly changed into my cotton shorts as I still had approximately 4 hours in my hand to get ready.

I hate my ex.

He slept with some random girl from our school and hoped that I would forgive him.

We were great friends before we started dating.

He was a genuine friend of mine.

But guess what Appearances are deceptive.

I don't regret dating him though, I'm just over it.

He was my first boyfriend. We dated for about a month and he didn't even bother spending time with me.

I am happy we didn't sleep together.

Thankfully I came to know sooner that he was cheating on me.

It's better late than ever.

I guess world is like this. It wants us to learn from what we do and move on.

It's just a bad day, not a bad life. That's what I feel.

Shaking these thoughts out of my head I immediately went through my closet but couldn't find a single thing to wear.

To: Sara <3
Can't decide what to wear. Come over?

From: Sara <3
Your saviour is on her way.

Oh how I love my best friend.

I had told Sara everything what happened earlier.

She was squealing when she came to know who my date is.

Jeremy seemed like a lovely guy to hang out with.

He has his own troubles settling in this place but he won't ever show a sign of it in his behaviour.

He has totally come out of his comfort zone.

I mean moving from one county to another is itself one of the bravest move.

Quiet adventurous, I might add.

"Knock Knock... Can I come in?" Sara asked standing outside my bedroom door.

"From when did you need my permission?" I asked laughing a little.

"I was here since last what 10 minutes and you were lost deep in your thoughts" She said with a serious tone. "Is it Manik? You know you don't have to go? You don't need to take him seriously..."