Mi Casa... Something.

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Trust the still, small voice that says, “this might work and I’ll try it.”
                                Diane Mariechild

JORDAN

Is this my destiny or what? Why am I being forced to wake up at ungodly hours recently? I take my phone and check the time; it’s like 8:49am… Oh my God, I forgot, Daph, I have to go pick her up. Wait who’s is knocking on the door anyway. Waking up early was never and is never going to be a part of me. I open the door expecting to see one of my Uncle’s friends but it’s Daph.

“Wow, I’m glad I didn’t wait for you to come for me, I would have waited forever.” She says and I hear some slight Brit accent.

“See, that’s the British accent I was talking about.” I say smiling.

“Shut up Jordan.”

“Wow, someone is grumpy, give me like 15 minutes to get ready. Feel at home... Whats that thing they say in spanish... Mi casa ...something.”

“You mean mi casa es tu casa?"

"Yeah, that... 15 minutes I promise."

"I am a girl and I take less than that, why do you need all that time? Are you going to apply makeup or something?” She says as she sits on the couch.

“Or something is what I’ll be applying, so wait here early worm, there is no bird here.”

“Wait do you mean to say, early bird there is no worm here?” She says as she raises her eyebrows.

“Wow! Way to kill my joke, stop being too serious.”

“That was a lame joke by the way. And oh, look at the time…10 minutes more.” She says pointing to her watch.

“You’re mean; we have not even spent 2 minutes!”

“Tick-tock…”

“Fine, I’m going to get ready.” I have to get ready quick, and sadly, I don’t even know where we are going to. I did well, I finish before the 15 minutes is up but Daph still says I am late because she claims I had 10 minutes… We have a short debate about that...and okay fine I get it…I argue about unnecessary things.
So we are on the road to our high school, when I remember I told Daph to call me to wake me up… I am going to start another fight but I realize she had called me like 5 times before coming over. Don’t think that I’m some sort of freak but one part of my friendship with Daph is starting little fights with her, she’s kind of funny and cute when she’s mad.
So we finally get to the school. It has changed a bit, more technology stuff are here now. It’s actually the time that I’m getting out of the car that I realize that I have to see my other classmates. Why in this quacked up world are my palms sweaty. Daph is…. I can’t tell whether she’s nervous or shocked or constipated.
I am very confused so the only thing to do now is have a game plan and… “Daph, so what’s the game plan for today?”

She sounds like she was going to puke, “So we sit in the car all the way here and argue about nothing important, and now that you ask me about a game plan!”

“Chill Daph, this is not a suicide mission, you seamed so excited about this a while back.”

“Yea, that’s because I thought I was okay.”

“Okay, we are here so one way or the other we have to get our butts in there.”

“I know but… It’s been 10 years…”

“Yea and you are a new person and the best lawyer I know.”

“I’ve never even worked for you before, so how am I the best lawyer you know.” Then she begins casting me her famous death glare.

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