Sitting here watching movies on Netflix while on twitter is what my weekend consist of. It basically summarizes my entire life. Today my mom woke me up a lot earlier than usual only because she wanted to make sure she had a list of all the things I wanted before she went grocery shopping. But to be honest I'm glad she woke me up early, even though I'm still full of sleep, because I need to catch up on all my shows, especially 'Teen Wolf '.
Though out of nowhere I got this rare and sudden urge to go for a run, and let all my stress from the week go, along with the wind to another direction. So I gathered the necessary things being my iPod, running shoes and money. I know what you're thinking, why carry money?, but I always find myself being hungry and when I go out for a run it is not an exemption. Plugging in my earphones I got in the zone and started jogging towards the park that is not too far away from my house. Well it isn't close either because by the time I got there I was exhausted. So I decided to sit down on the newly mowed grass to think and try to sort out my thoughts. The first thing that came to my mind ,well more like person, Jonathan. I mean, Why is he even talking to me? Well it isn't like I can say ' talking ' to me, because honestly it was more like I don't know not really talking , if you know what I mean. Anyway, I'm not even sure when I started to like him, why, or how it happened. I just wish I didn't. Believe me 'liking someone' is not as magical as it sounds especially when they don't reciprocate what you feel. All the emotions that come along with liking someone just kind of stay bottled up inside and after a while you don't know what to do with them anymore.
I don't even know how long I stayed in a muse about my feelings towards him because the next thing I knew a soccer ball coming at a million miles an hour hit the side of my head.
"What the hell.?!"
Ok, now I was mad. Who the Heck would throw that bad! Calm down Autumn maybe it's a beginner. I bet it was just i little kid learning how to play. So out of curiosity I looked up to find out who the culprit was and just my luck it was not a little kid learning how to play; it was none other than Jonathan Summers himself. Great. I tried to look away as fast as I could and look nonchalant but he was already making his way towards me.
"Hey, it seems like we keep running into eachother."
"Yeah , I guess."
"Sorry about the ball by the way."
"Sure."
"Is that all you have to say? Sure?"
"Ok. if you want me to say more here you go. What type of person kicks that bad? I thought you were a soccer player. I would expect you at least to have a little control over the ball at at least a tid bit of aim." I could see a small smile forming on his lips.
"Now I got you to talk. What if i told you I did it as an excuse to come and talk to you."
"Well, what a lame excuse." I put my head back down hoping he would take that as a sign to leave but he didn't. He just stood there for another second or so thinking about something, what he was thinking about I have no clue, but after what seemed like a moment of deliberation he sat down next to me.
"Do you want to go to the café and have some breakfast with me? Oh, and don't say no because you owe me lunch remember. So this will make up for it."
" Ummm, no. I have to go now because I fogot to tell my mom I left the house." I got up and with one last look I started walking away.As I made my way home I started to think if my decision was right. I mean I have been waiting forever for him to notice me and when he finally invites me somewhere I reject him.
