Pft, I'll do just fine. I can live on my own in this city. Oh, who am I kidding? Look at me. Oh wait, my bad, you can't see me. You're just the audience that's reading. Anyway, I'm not capable of living on my own! The only food I know how to make is grilled cheese, besides the countless packages of ramen I had in college.
I just broke up with my boyfriend of two years and currently have a well paid job yet, I still don't know how to interact with new potential future lovers. I don't even know what to look for in a man. I definitely know that I do not a quote-on-quote 'bad boy' or too much of a 'nice guy'. I don't want to go make a profile on a dating website. I just want to meet the one by bumping into them. Oh look, a hot guy outside the window! His hair is such a turn on. Oh my gosh, I can't focus. To come to think of it, I can barely focus on what is going on right now, it's too early in the morning. Is eleven-fifty am early?
"-and I heard people died here as well "
Wait, what...? How much did I miss?
"Yeah, no joke! That's why some sleezey guy moved out. Wouldn't blame him, I'd be creeped out. Actually, I think it's the studio apartment that was twenty minutes from here."
The girl talking about dead people; that's my best friend, Darcy. Don't worry, though . . . you're probably not worrying because she's not your problem to deal with, right? Well, in that case I am terrified right now. Someone get me away from this woman. I'm being held hostage!
Just kidding.
She's just horrible at apartment hunting. Or is she just horrible at conversations? I've never noticed, probably because I'm a socially awkward person, myself.
Never mind that. I need to call Good Ol' Hunky Dory, Lucas. Well, he goes by Luke. Honestly, I should've just called Luke in the first place. He is the only guy that I can trust with ... pretty much , anything. WHY DID I CALL DARCY DILL WEED?!
"Hey . . . Darcy. Um, I think that we should take a break from apartment hunting for today. Don't you think?"
She inhales sharply. "No, of course I don't think so! We still have six decent and affordable more apartments to go! Wait, Ms. Penelope Evelyn Endicott, are you breaking up with me?"
I know what you all are thinking. 'Wow. That's an odd long name, who in the right mind would give you that name?' I don't know, my mother? Maybe she thought it was funny to have my initials to be PEE. You're probably also thinking ' Didn't you just say that she was your best friend? Is she your lesbian lover now' ? No, she's my best friend. Though one time, she did make my mother think that we were dating. My mother kept asking if I was going to bring my girlfriend over for dinner again. Of course, I said yes. I was thinking more of a ' Hey! What's up , girlfriend?' instead of lovey-dovey girlfriend. Then, it got me thinking, ' why is my mother saying girlfriend in such a odd tone'. I quickly explained why both arms were around my waist and my mother had a huge 'doiy' face. Continuing back to my conversation.
"Darce, it's not me. It's you "
"Don't you mean, 'it's not you, it's me' ?"
"No. It's one hundred percent you"
"Well, I never! This is why Jared and you are done-zo. Splitzville, after two years! You're such a witch. I can't bare to look at you anymore. My eyes are about to water and my nose is going to be filled with snot. Don't look at me! "
I laugh at her comment, "Alright Darce, I'm going to call Luke and go to the nearest café. You want to come with? Or do you-"
"Yup. You owe me from that harsh break up. I want to meet this stud you've been sneaking around behind my back with"
Darcy hasn't met Luke yet because I recently found out Luke has been living in the same city as me since...gosh who knows when. Luke is three years older than I am. We went to the same junior high and high school, but after he graduated high school ...we've never really contacted each other. I have to admit, I didn't start to have a tiny crush on him until he was a senior in high school but, never wanted to tell him. We didn't start to talk again until I bumped into him at the grocery store last month. It was nice to catch up, it was just like old times.
" Haha, okay. Make sure to give him a good old slap on the cheek"
" Will do!"
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ChickLit"Penelope, please talk to me" He's standing outside my door. I honestly don't know if I should open it. Do I act like I didn't see a thing earlier? Who am I kidding? Of course I act like I didn't see anything earlier, he was taking a shower for cryi...
