"Ok...Brie. I need my checks for today." I looked towards her. She was almost as tired as I was, if not the same. Instead of skipping one class as we planned, we turned out to skip the whole day of school. Nate was now gonna meet me directly after school. I was nervous to meet him. What if he knew that I forgot today? What if he was mad at me? What if he doesn't like my gifts like he is supposed to? Too many questions blasted through my tiny head, as Brie opened her mouth to speak.
"Be Ready. I am not repeating. Dress?"
"Check!" I replied while looking down at the red dress I was wearing. It took us one hour to hunt down this dress in the mall. I had seen it a few weeks ago, when I had gone there with Brie to shop for some bigger clothes for her, since she was pregnant. It was like love at first sight. And I am not kidding. I tried it out, and knew it was perfect for me. It was a flowy red dress at the bottom, only to have a body fit at the waist. Which was all I wanted. It had frills all over it, and a golden belt around my waist. It fit me like a glove.
"Accessories?"
"Check!" I had worn my favourite bracelet, which my mum gave me on my 15th birthday, along with the diamond studded watch I got from New York with my father. I had worn a necklace, with the "C♥N" on it, which were mine and Nate's initial, just in case you were wondering. He had given it to me on our first anniversary. I wear it every time we go on a date together, so today wasn't an exception.
"Makeup and Heels?" Brie said, with her smirk radiating on her face. She had somehow managed to trick me into wearing makeup and heels, the two things I disliked the most, but however managed to look pretty amazing on me.
"Check!" I grunted loudly, emphasising on my annoyance, with what she did to me.
"Hey, you gotta admit that you look a million times better with the makeup and the heels ok...Anyways, What about your hair?"
My hair? It was just amazing. I have never been so happy about it, Never! Today wasn't one of those several bad-haired days of mine. Luckily, I didn't even need to blow dry it even once. I kept it open, just braiding it on one side. Overall, and I am being pretty modest here, I was confident I looked pretty good. I don't know about hot, but good for sure.
"Check!" I beamed with confidence.
"Umm...Gift??"
"Not so check." I replied, losing all the confidence that I had formerly. I wasn't sure about my gift. I mean, yes, it took me about a million years or so to think about it and find it, but I didn't know whether Nate would like it. I mean he had mentioned it to me a few times before, but I just wasn't so sure. I had got it a few months back on one of my visits to New York for him, but didn't give it to him, as I wanted to wait for the right time. Just in case you guys were wondering why I go to New York so often, it's because my dad lives there. I don't think you know but my mom and dad are divorced. I had an option to live in New York but I chose to live here with my mother, whereas my sister, who is younger to me by a year, had to go with my father by default. It's not like I didn't want to live with him, but I had just started high school, back then, so for me it was pretty obvious. Anyways, back to the present.
"C'mon Cameron...The gift is perfect. I know he will love it. Even I love it."
"I wish what you are saying comes true. I really want today to be nice." I don't know why but recently I had been feeling very guilty around Nate. Like, I had to do something big to make it upto him. I don't know why. I guess it had something to do with the fact that I wasn't spending so much time with him or because of Kyle. God knows!
"Ok, so what time is he coming?" Brie asked, as she heaved a sigh of relief knowing I wasn't too scared anymore. I looked down at my watch, and just stared in shock. It was 5:45 pm. He was supposed to be here 30 minutes ago. Where was he? Nate was never late. He made it a point to reach on time, no matter where he went. In fact last year, he made me go 20 minutes early to the dance, god knows for what. So what is up with him today? He seemed pretty fine on the phone, as in it didn't seem like he was sick. Am I getting stood up on my 2 year anniversary? I hope not!
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Not Gonna Fall In Love With You
Teen FictionHave you ever been in love with a guy who's not your boyfriend? Well, if you haven't, then you sure as hell are very lucky, because you seriously don't want to be in my place. I had the perfect life that any teenage girl could die for: Good looks, A...