Hard Desicions

Like At First Sight

Jupiter's P.O.V.

Hey.

Who is this?

We met at the Cavs game earlier. Remember?

Oh
Yea

How are you?

Sorry but I didn't actually think you'd text me

What gave you that idea?

Idk

Well, I'm texting you, aren't I?

Ig.

Well I am.

Well I better get going

Where to?

That's not your business

I was just wondering.

Yea
Name?

Cal Stevenson.

Right

I guess we'll chat later, right?

Um ok

Great. I'll talk to you later, Jupiter.

Ok bye

I locked my phone and slid it into my back pocket. I gave her my number because I thought it would be the last time we spoke. I had no idea she would actually text me. She made me feel stupid since she used proper grammar. She looked like the type to do that, though. She had long, dark brown hair the stopped at the middle of her back. It was curled and parted in the middle. Her make-up was done perfectly and her deep red lipstick matched her brown eyes perfectly.

Usually I wouldn't bat an eye at girls that looked like her, but her high-heeled boots and tight jeans made me take a second look. When I did, she smiled at me. Her teeth were perfect and white. I started for a moment then looked away.

After the game ended, she came up to me and asked for my name and number. I smiled and rolled my eyes while writing it down on her soft palm. She pulled me into a hug then walked away. I, obviously, watched her ass as she walked away and shrugged because I thought it was a shame that she wouldn't text me, but she actually did. I could have a chance with this girl. Hopefully her personality is better than I expect it to be.

I'm 19 years old, with a job at my mum's hair salon. I've been working there for 8 years now. I've met a lot of people, some of which I'll probably never see again. I have wavy, medium-long brown hair and emerald green eyes. I'm not tall, but I'm not short. I don't have very many friends and I'm bisexual. Some of my female friends left when I told them about my sexuality. I don't know why I expected them to accept me; they were bitches. Honestly, bisexual or not, they would've left anyways.

"Jupe? Hey! What's up?" I turned to see my friend Carlos jogging up to me with his right hand raised. I smiled and gave him a high five.