I went in my room and took my laptop out my book bag and layed across my bed. I opened my laptop there were three unread messages, which was strange because I never gave any one my e-mail. I clicked read messages at the bottom right corner, and I read:
"Hey Jazzminn, want to hangout sometimes? I know we haven't talked in awhile, but I was hoping we could get together".
Love,
Oscar.
It was Oscar my Ex boyfriend I was dating last year, until he cheated on me. I message back.
To: Oscar
"Sure, where do you want to meet up?"
I closed my laptop and layed my head on my pillow. "Zzzzz", it was my laptop. It was Oscar messaging me back I read:
Oscar: "Ice cream parlor maybe?"
Me: "Sure, time?"
Oscar: "3:00".
Me: "Ok see ya then".
I closed my laptop and layed under my covers. I went to sleep.
I woke up. It was 9:45am, Saturday morning. I pulled out what I was going to wear for today. My leopard shirt, black jeans, and my leopard sneakers. I took a fifteen minute shower stressed out about the argument I had with my mom. I put on my clothes and went in the room to get my laptop and sat in the living room. I called my mom.The phone rung:
Mom: "Hello".
Me: "Ma, can I go hang out with Oscar?"
Mom: "No that boy is nothing but trouble, and I thought yall broke up?"
Me: "We did, but he emailed me last night, he just want to hangout with me".
Mom: "Jazzminn you haven't seen that boy in a whole year, you can't just suspect to trust him after a year".
Me: "Ok mom".
Mom: "Ok i'll see your when I get home".
Me: "Ight"
I hunged up the phone and looked at the time it was 3:02. "Oh shoot, Oscar". I didn't care I was going to see Oscar weathered she liked it or not. I grabed my purse and my keys off the counter. I decided to drive to the Ice Cream Parlor, even though it was right down the street. When I got to the parlor, I got out the car. The Ice Cream Parlor door opened. A tall dark skin guy with a temp fade, came walking out the door. Was it Oscar? I closed my car door and walked up to him. "Hi are you Oscar?" I said feeling nervous and strange. "Haha, yeah, it's that you Jazzminn"? He said running his right hand through his hair. "It's been that long?" He put his left hand in his pocket, and soon as he did that I knew it was Oscar. Oscar Carter my Ex. He always put his hand in his pocket when he's nervous. "Well no, its just that you look different, not in a bad way of course, its just that your hair is horrible, I mean, Great. I scratched my head. "You don't like it, I wanted to try something different", he said looking down on me. "No I love it", I looked at the parlor. "Its just that", I put my head down. "Your hiding something", he took his hand out his pocket and lift up my head. I looked at him. "Im sorry Oscar I have to go". "Wait, here". He gave me a piece of paper with his number on it. "Make sure you give me a call". He smiled at me "I will." I said putting the paper in my pocket. I ran to the car. I got in and pulled out the parking lot.
