Jason: Hey sorry again about not going to the cafe with you. I know this is childish sending notes but I didn't want to get caught on our phones. Anyway i'd like to change that & so I think it would be great to meet up. My & my girlfriend have gotten in a bit of a fight as of 10 minute ago over text. Its getting annoying when she gets all dramatic like this.
I finished reading the note & sign to my self wanting to reply with "Well...if you haven't noticed girls actually have feeling; maybe thats why we can AT-TIMES get dramatic. Oh & what if we actually have a point?" but I knew that would be rude so I sent him this note:
Tina: Oh its alright. I think that'd be great. So are we going to study together?
I throw the note at him hitting him in the back of the head. The teacher surprisingly doesn't notice, & Jason starts to write back with a smirk on his face.
Jason: At this point I dont mind with my girlfriend seeing us. How about I pick you up at 7:00pm tonight to that little italian café in town.
I smile at the note. Maybe I smiled a bit to big, I managed to get4 or 5 people's attention. I slowly stopped smiling & replied.
Tina: Sounds like a plan.
I pass him the note & dont look back at him for the rest of the class knowing that if I did, I would start thinking about him again. About 15 minutes later he decides to hand in an assignment from last week. Obviously getting my attention. I look over at him & there I go; thinking about him again.
Tonight isn't anything special. We can just talk & catch up some more. We cant become more than friends. Not now not ever. We will stick like this & enjoy ourselves. Ever since our big breakup & everyone started talking about us... I lost friends. I to-this-date have no guys friends. Nor girls. Except for Aleah, but even then we haven't talked much lately.
•A Few Hours Later•
I arrive at home. I tell my mom have plans tonight & she gives me the most shocked face ever. I haven't even told her that my plans are with a guy yet. I pour my self a cup of tea. I read an article saying tea really cleans your body out resulting in a little weight loss. Im already 120 pounds. Id love to be a little lighter. Im short as it is so my weight is considered normal. I dont want to be underweight but 110pounds sounds beautiful. Maybe guys would notice me a little more. I smirk to myself, forget about the though, & start to get ready. I undress myself & take a quick shower. My hair smells great. Although I spray perfume on it anyway. I then pick out my outfit. I find a pair of high waisted jean shorts & put a blue frilly tank top tucked into it. I search my closet for shoes. I ended up picking out sandals that were matching blue to my shirt. I did my make up & hair really on point. Not too nice. Not wedding like. Just enough for our little date. I mean; get together. I goodness why do I feel as if I have feelings for Jason. There's no way; friends only!
I wait by my front door. Its 7:04pm. Its only four minutes. He isn't that late.
Im still waiting. Its 7:28pm. I start to feel stupid knowing we could never workout.
Its now 8:07pm. I've been stood up. My mom questions me while she see's me walking towards my bedroom upstairs.
"Honey, where are your friends" she asks.
"Oh um they changed plans to tomorrow" I lie to her.
"Okay tell me if you want dinner" she replies.
"I wont be eating tonight; ill be crying all alone" I mumble to myself, making sure my mom doesn't hear me.
I go upstairs & try to sleep but I cant. I start thinking again. Why wouldn't he have come. Too busy with his girlfriend. I found out the little niner he is dating. Pat. She's probably the most popular in grade 9. That doesn't mean shes nice though. Shes actually the rudest little snob I know. I cant believe Jason is with her. I take a sleeping pill & drift into slumber.
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Escaping Our Past
RomanceEscaping Our Past "We were so bad to each other; we would leave each other wondering about the other, we cheated on one another & never found out, & most of all we didn't see each other half as much as we wanted to. Some how we managed to keep our...