Not Normally (our 2nd life Fanfic)

Chapter 11

      I woke up the next morning with my head on Jack's side, Rosy and Tori on the other side of the room in pretty much the same position. I picked up my head, rubbed my eyes, yawned and stretched. It was light outside, but it was only 6:00 am. This was really early for me, considering I normally wake up at around 1:30 pm everyday when I don't have to wake up early. Then it dawned on me that my date with Connor was that day. I had my outfit, makeup, and hair all planned out, so that helped me to not be as stressed. I thought Connor might not be up yet, considering no one else was up in my dorm yet, and that it was 6 o'clock in the morning, so I waited until later to call him. I texted him, though, telling him to call me when he woke up. I sat on the edge of my bed for about 5 minutes listening to music, then got bored and woke Jack up and told him to get dressed because we were going on a Jack and Reagan morning. He brought his stuff into the bathroom and I changed on my bed just in case Rosy or Tori woke up while he was changing. I just put on a pair of jeans and a red plaid flannel with my black converse, threw my hair into a high ponytail, ant threw on some mascara. I grabbed my wallet, my keys, and my glasses off my bedside table and walked out the door, Jack following me.

      We chatted about what we had done since the last time we saw each other. I dyed my hair ombre, he got his hair cut and styled differently, I met Ariana Grande, he met freaking Harry Styles, apparently we hadn't seen each other in a while. We walked around most of the time, then stopped at a little coffee shop. Just as I was ordering, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I didn't pick it up because that would be rude, but I was worried it was Connor. When the man left, I checked my phone to see that it was just my mom. I called her back, just wondering what she wanted, but it was nothing important. "Sorry," I said to Jack. "My mom." "Ah," he said. When the waiter brought our coffee back, he asked us if we were thatsojack and Reagan Winters. "Yeah," we told him. "That's us!" "Do you mind if I get a picture?" he asked. "My daughter's a big fan of your channels, it would mean alot to her if I could get a picture." "Yeah, sure," Jack told the guy, "But can I recommended some great picture editing apps to you? Because we pretty much photoshop the heck out of our selfies." I nodded. "Oh, no," the man said. "I won't be posting them anywhere. My daughter might, but she edits her pictures, too." "I like her," I said. We all laughed, and I was pretty sure everyone was looking at us taking selfies with the waiter and wondering what in the world we were doing, but we didn't care. We signed napkins for him, too. Then he walked back into the back while Jack and I finished our coffee and left.

      Not that long after, I got a call from Connor. "Hey," I said. "Hey, Reagan. What did you want?" he asked. "Oh, yeah, I just wanted to know what time you were gonna pick me up," I told him. "Oh, right. Is 5:30 ok?" "Yeah, that's fine. I'll be ready then." "Hey," he asked, "Where are you now?" "Oh, just walking around with Jack while he's here. We just had coffee, we're heading back to my dorm now." "Ok, see you later?" I heard a little shakiness in his voice. "Yeah, can't wait, Connor! Love you." "Love you, too, Reagan. Bye." "Bye, boo." Then I hung up as Jack and I headed back.

      When we got back, Jack got his stuff together and I gave him a hug goodbye. I looked at him for a second, smiled, and he moved towards me as if about to try to kiss me. I like Jack, he's adorable, but we're just friends, and I'm 19, he's only 17. "Bye, Jack," I said awkwardly. He waved at me as I waved back at him. When he left, I ran and jumped on my still sleeping friends to wake them up.

      I got dressed for my date with Connor after I took a quick shower, making sure I looked as perfect as I could. My tank top wasn't scrunched up at the bottom, my eyeliner was even, my lipstick wasn't smudged or anything, my bun was positioned right in my head, there were no loose hairs that didn't make it into the bun, my bandana was wrinkle-free, and my mascara didn't get on my eyelid. I sat at my desk on my computer until Connor came to pick me up.

      When Connor got to my dorm, He was in a nice outfit, a white t-shirt with a black button up shirt over it with a pair of skinny jeans and his toms. We went to Taco Bell, a little less formal, but that was fine. We both ordered our food, ate, then sat and talked for a really long time. It wasn't the most formal thing to do, but it was still one of the best nights of my life. Then, after a lot of talking, I heard what sounded like Jc, Ricky, and Kian walk in. They saw us sitting there and walked over to say hi. Well, Ricky and Kian. Jc was trying to get them to come back over to the other table. "Guys, I love you, but can't you see I'm on a date here?" Connor told them. With that, they said sorry and went back. "Do you want to go back to my house for a while?" he asked me. I nodded and we stood up and started to walk out the door, when I felt a tug on the sleeve of my jacket. It was Kian. "Hey, why're you leaving? Listen, if this is about us barging in on your date-" I cut him off. "No, you're fine. We've been sitting here for a while, we're just going back home." Kian sat back down, and Connor and I left.