The MailGirl and I

Rocks at My Window

The last time I talked to Jessie, like had an actual conversation with her was the night of my birthday. Ever since then, she avoids me. It's weird, she talks to my other friends but completely ignores me. Unless of course she has to speak to me but normally we'd only nod our heads at one another or say hello in the hallway.

And that sucked. It sucked, that's a stupid way to put it but it's short, simple, and true.

It absolutely killed me to watch her go around school, without me. It killed me not to be in her life anymore. I know I'm in high school and all that crap but I guess it is possible to love when you're seventeen. I mean, read all the books that are out about high schoolers falling in love.

It's October ninth. So that means I haven't talked to her since like forever.

I walked out of ninth period and Seth texted me.

Tomorrow, 7:30 pm, you, me, going out. Wear something nice. ~Seth

What? Where? ~Blake

Somewhere. Bye. ~Seth

I saw Ryan at his locker with Charles. "Ryan, do you know what your cousin is doing tomorrow?"

"Seth? No idea."

Charlie smiled and said good bye to us. It was her I-Know-Something-That-You-Don't-Know smile.

I asked myself if it was worth it to follow her. I told myself it wasn't.

I went home and jumped in bed. Ever since that night I've been, as my friends say, 'A Downer'. I don't get it, I don't think I'm a downer...I mean sure I'm not as cheerful and more snappy and smile less but....oh my god, I am a downer. See what love does to you? Never ever fall in love, unless you can read people's minds and know that they love you. Or if it's Keith Urban, always fall in love with Keith and his magical guitar.

I fell asleep, not even bothering to do my homework.

I woke up the next morning. It's was October tenth, almost exactly one month since I last talked to Jessie.

I picked out my clothing, I was in a bad mood so I picked out a black skull tank top, a big black hoodie, and skinny jeans.

Wakey, wakey, time to get a shakin ~Seth

Shut it ~Blake

Well someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. Don't you remember what day it is? ~Seth

I'll give you a hint. It's an important day ~Seth

Today is October tenth, almost exactly one month since Jessie kissed me then left me. ~Blake

Oh. Do you have a nice dress you can wear in grass? ~Seth

No. Why? ~Blake

I'll get Charlie to take you shopping ~Seth

Fuck ~Blake

Bye ;) ~Seth

I threw my phone on the bed. No way was I going shopping. No fucking way. I was not going to go dress shopping. No. No. No.

Eight hours later I found myself dress shopping with Charlie. "Charlie," I extended the 'ie' in her name, "I want to go home." I whined and followed her around the mall.

"Blake, where do normal white girls shop for dresses?" Charlie asked, while looking at the mall's lay out map.

"I don't know, call Mandy." I mumbled. Maybe if I run into the elevator and close it before Charles can get there I can escape.

"Hey Mandy, where do you get your dresses?" Charlie spoke to her phone. Five minutes later we were walking to Forever 21 and Macy's. We chose two out of the five stores Mandy gave us. What? We weren't shoppers and we aren't very good at it. I mean, we can shop in Hot Topic pretty well, but that isn't exactly your typical white girl store.

I saw a white dress, I walked up to it.

"It might get dirty." Charlie said. She held up a plain black dress.

"Too black."

We walked around the store some more. I found a pretty floral dress that stopped just before the knees. It was kind of a salmon pink/light beige with light pink and orange flowers on it.

We walked out of the store, "Are you going tonight?" I asked Charlie.

"Yes, Seth didn't tell you?"

"No. Where are we even going?" I asked.

"It's a secret. Come on, let's go." Charlie walked towards the exit of the mall.

"Then are you going to wear a dress?" I followed her, wondering why I had to wear a stupid dress.

"Yeah, I'm just going to wear the only dress I'll actually wear because like you, Ms. Whinny Whiney, I don't like wearing dresses. But for Seth, sure I will and you will too. So suck it up and be ready by five."

"Jeez Charlie." I mumbled, processing what she had just said. She didn't even make sense, but whatever.

I drove home with my new dress. It was four, so I had an hour to get ready, it was more than enough time. I walked into the kitchen and Mandy was sitting at the table.

"Mandy?" I set the shopping bag down.

"Charlie sent me over here to do your makeup." She got up and started towards my room, "Come on, we only have an hour."

I grabbed the bag and followed her. Man, this must be one fancy place if I have to wear makeup.

It took Mandy thirty minutes to finish my makeup. Thirty minutes, that's how long it takes me to get ready in the morning, not even that long! I put the dress on and grabbed some flats because I didn't feel like falling on my face today in heels.

I looked in the mirror, I probably had a pound of makeup on but it didn't look that way.

Mandy left right afterwards and wished me good luck for some unknown reason since none of my friends would tell me what was going on.

I sat on my bed and watched Miranda Sings until I heard something hitting my window. I opened the blinds and looked down, Seth was standing there in a suit smiling and waving. He had pebbles in his hands.

I ran downstairs, "Seth!" I opened up the patio door. "What the heck are you doing? Why didn't you just ring the door bell like a normal human being!"

"Sorry Package Girl, I thought it would be more romantic if I threw rocks at your window." He smiled and dropped the rocks.

"Wait, is this a date? I told you I don't want to date y-"

He cut me off, "This isn't a date and we can't date anyways. I'm Ryan's cousin so I can't date you guys and you can't date me and you, missy, have Jessie."

"This is so fucking dumb, why did I agree to this? I told you, Jessie and I don't talk anymore! She has," I looked at the rocks on the ground, "dropped me like a rock."

"Blake, shut up already." Seth said. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to his car.

I got in.

"Stay. Be quite." He talked to me like I was a dog.

"How long do I have to stay in here?" I asked him.

He got into the front seat, "Two hours, without traffic so probably three."

"Great."

A/N: I don't like my after school bus, it takes an hour and thirty minutes to get home. Plus I never really take the bus, so when I did, I didn't recognize my house. And I was the last person on the bus, so it was kinda awkward.

One more chapter and then it's over!!! Sorry for any mistakes and I hope you like the chapter!