Breakfast at Tiffany's

Chapter four

Song for this chapter:

Helplessly by Tatiana Mansois

(Holy crap, she's amazing! Video on the side/top of the chapter)

---2 days later---

Tomorrow is Jack and I's anniversary. I'm excited to see what he has planned, yet a little bit scared at the same time. What if he doesn't remember? That would be devastating. I bought him a small golden necklace with a thin chain. He always wears something around his neck, tucked beneath his shirt, so I thought he could wear something to symbolize, well, us.

Last year for our anniversary, we went out on a picnic at Calder's Park. It was a beautiful day, I still remember it, clear as day. He gave me a small Pandora bracelet with different charms resembling things that stood out to him about me. It was a sweet gesture that made my heart melt.

I've been thinking about him a lot lately. He's starting to seem distant, growing farther and farther away from me. Whenever I text him, offering to hang out, he is always "busy" doing something else. The first couple of times, I believed it. But now, every time I ask, I'm starting to think differently. I don't want to be one of those clingy girlfriends, so I've decided not to say anything. But I am getting worried. What if he thinks that there's something wrong in our relationship, and decides he doesn't want to continue with this. With us.

I immediately divert my attention to the sheet of paper in front of me when I hear a loud snap. As I search for the source of the noise, I find that the tip of my pencil had snapped. Gues I was getting angry, huh?

I sigh and move to get up, crossing my messy room to a drawer filled with school supplies. It's a Friday afternoon, so I, being a secret introvert, turned down the offer to head off to my "friends'" houses and decided to stay home and tone it down. I'm currently working on my geometry homework that's due next Tuesday. 

A statement whose truth is accepted without proof is considered to be a _________.

A. Geometry

B. Definition

C. Point

D. Theorem

E. Postulate

I quickly circle B and move onto the next question. I'm not good at geometry, math, algebra, or anything remotely like that, but I'm good at definitions. I have a pretty good memory, I mean, it's not like photographic or anything, but it's rare for me to have trouble remembering something. That's why I love multiple choice, it's so simple, I rarely have to think. 

I crinkle my nose when a stray hair from my bun fell onto my face, obstructing my vision and giving my nose a little tickle. I shove the hair back behind my ear and try to keep working. It was hard though, my mind was racing with all of the possibilities of tomorrow. Tomorrow. To others, it was just 'a day' but no, tomorrow for me, was special.

I bit my bottom lip roughly as I hold back a smile. My bedroom door is wide open, and if someone was to walk by, I would not appreciate them interrogating me on why I was smiling maniacly at my baby blue walls.

Oh, and how do I know that that's what would happen? It kinda, maybe, sort of happened before. What!? I was happy! Anyways, that night ended in my mother obsessing over wanting to meet my new date, Jack, and my brother and father threatening to kill him. Interesting, yeah?

I decide I can't focus anymore and just shut my desk-side lamp off and stumble into bed. My mind flashed with many different events, most of them memories of Jack and I, some were doubts, some were wishes, but the last thought that appeared was, 'tomorrow will be interesting.'

SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING!

I had a ton of family + friends over at my house. I know, I know, I'm horrible for not updating, but you can't blame me. I haven't seen them in forever. To make it up for you, I tried to make this chapter a bit longer? And yeah, this is just a filler chapter, more stuff will happen later.

Picture on the side/top of the chapter is Sara Paxton, who I picture as Morgan Ferris (Nicole's true best friend.)

Anyways, love you guys, but don't be silent!

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-Sydni x