Jack's Girl

39: ~Sean

Friday had not been a good day.

You had to take two important tests that you forgot to study for and turn in a project for you journalism class.

Journalism was your passion. You dreamed that one day you'd travel the world, telling the story of you journey in the end.

And now you had to start your new project.

The assignment was to write about something that you feared

First of all, the reason why your professor assigned the project was because it was close to October and you where to turn it in on Halloween.

You searched the web for reference articles. Most of them where reviews on haunted house and fan written Creepy Pastas.

Sydney was still in her social studies class so you had the place to yourself.

That's when a knock came at your door. You rolled your eyes and opened the door.

It was Sean.

He was dressed in a dark grey, button up shirt with khaki pants and blue converse.

You on the other hand, were dressed in blue jean and a sweat shirt.

"Hey." He said with a smile.

"H-hey. I totally lost track of time so I'll only be a second." You say, as you walk backwards to your desk.

Sean stood there and peeked his head in the dorm room. "No Sydney?"

"No Sydney." You assure him. Sydney didn't like having the opposite sex in their dorm room. Even if it was the all mighty Jacksepticeye.

Sean took a few steps in the room and sat in your desk chair. He wouldn't dare sit on the bed.

You fumble through your drawers for a minute and find a sheer, purple cardigan.

You slipped off your sweat shirt to reveal your secret black tank top.

Sean was starting at the floor with a face full of red. Your face turns a shade as well, not realizing what had happened.

You throw the cardigan on and slipped into some black combat boots.

"Let's go." You say, grabbing your wallet and room key.

Sean followed you.

He walked you all the way to a downtown type area. The old brick buildings reminded you of home. They made you think of your dad. How he used to take you to an old theater to see all kinds of Christmas plays.

The sun was just now starting to set.

Sean took your hand and escorted you to a bowling alley. He made sure that his posture was over the top. It was like he was showing the world you were on a date.

He made you laugh. He made you blush. He made you fall for him.

The bowling alley had only a handful of games started. They were pretty lucky in getting the alley in the back, next to the wall.

You picked an 8 pound, green ball and set it in the machine. Sean put his next to yours.

"Blue?" You questioned his choice of color.