Paper Airplane [s.m]

Twelve

I spend all of Saturday drawing and listening to soft music. It's just as relaxing as the night before. It's really nice to just sit back and not have to worry about your dumb over protective boyfriend. Or have to worry about your family being spread all over the world.

By the time it's dark outside, I'm already tired. I didn't do anything all day but I still managed to get tired. I fall asleep in a different large t-shirt, but also a shirt my dad gave me.

When I wake in the morning, I have a text from Shawn.

Shawn- good morning :)

Roni- morning, you ready for the party?

Shawn- yeah could I come over earlier though?

Roni- actually I work today until 4pm but you can come over then?

I haven't been going to work lately because my schedule is kind of crazy. I think I skipped a whole week of working and now I work all week this time. Next week I only work a couple days though.

Shawn- oh okay cool see you around 4:30

I get ready for work after I read his text. Work is boring just like it was when I first started. Alex doesn't work today so I just sit in the locker room bored when I have breaks.

My movie theater job in Arizona was awesome. My friends would always come and hang out with me at work. Everyone would come to the movies on the weekends and watch films. We would chat at the ticket booth.

Right now I'm sitting against the wall in a hallway. It's one of tw upper levels but there's nowhere else to go. Also I enjoy seeing the mom and her son across the hall fight with eachother. He's only about 10 so he runs out of the room and his mom says 'jimmy' in the tone that's says 'you better get your ass back in here before I whoop it'. This happens about 5 times before they finally leave the hotel room.

"Have a nice day." I tell them with a smile.

"Thank you." The woman smiles sweetly. The boy only stares at me before they walk away. I pull out my deck of cards and organize them all on the floor in front of me before mixing them up and doing it again.

"What are you doing?" A voice asks. I look over and see a pair of legs in black skinny jeans. I look up and see Shawn staring down at me.

"Oh hey. I'm just bored." I tell him. He slides down the wall next to me and sits on the floor.

"When you told me you couldn't hang out because of work I was confused because you literally work in my building. That's my room." He says and points down the hall.

"I wasn't thinking about that." I shrug with a small smile.

"Well can I join?" He asks referring to the deck of cards in my hands.

"Yeah sure. Go fish?" I suggest.

"What are you? 8?" He asks with a laugh.

"Yes." I say in my most serious tone.

"Okay." He says and shuffles the cards before giving up both 7 and putting the rest in the middle.

"You got any 4's?" I ask.

"Nope, go fish." He says. I groan and grab a card from the deck. I got a four.

"Yay!" I exclaim and put down my pair.

The game continues like this for a while. We laugh when I lie about not having a card but can't stay serious. He says I'm an awful lier and I would have to agree.

Eventually my shift is over and I head home. Shawn walks with me so we can hang out before the party. I don't know why I didn't do anything today. Nobody checked out of their hotel rooms and nobody wanted room service. It was an easy but boring day.

Shawn and I go straight to my room when we get to my apartment.

"What time is the party?" I ask.

"9pm." He says as sits on my floor.

"You know there's a bed." I tell him and point to the bed next to him. He shrugs and lays his legs in front of him. He is so tall his legs almost cover my entire floor. My room is pretty small but that's still very tall.

(AN- hehe that rhymed, okay I'll leave)

"We still have like 5 hours. What are we supposed to do?" I ask and take off my uniform work shirt. I have a tank top underneath so it's all good. I slide on one of my dads shirts and take a seat next to Shawn on the floor.

"That shirt is huge. And I don't know." He shrugs.

"Oh it's my dad's." I say, referring to me shirt. He nods.

"Maybe we could think of something for me to wear because I don't have a costume?" I suggest.

"Oh me neither, I didn't know if it was a costume party or not." He says.

"Well if everyone else is wearing a costume just say we dressed up as our souls because we will both wear all black." I tell him. I thought about it in class the other day. I don't pay attention much so I tend to think of things that don't really matter.

"That's smart." He points at me with one raised eyebrow.

"Oh my god did I tell you?" I exclaim suddenly.

"Tell me what?" He asks, seeming interested.

"Reggie finally told Thalia that he's in love with her and she just kissed him right there." I say smiling.

"Seriously? Reggie likes Thalia?" He says surprised.

"Um duh, are you blind?" I ask.

"I guess so." He shrugs.

Our conversation goes on like this for hours. We switch between topics and I go to the kitchen for food around 6pm. But we stay on the floor, talking and laughing until 9:00.