Soon our drinks come back and we order our food and my mom and dad keep eyeing each other every 2 minutes they look as if they are talking to each other through eye movements and facial expressions.
Its starting to make me feel uncomfortable "I'm going to go use the restroom" I excuse myself 'hopefully when I get back the eyeing each other thing will stop I think to myself and shake my head 'yes' great now I look like a crazy person I mentally smack myself in the face'
I go to the restroom and pull my phone out of my back pocket
It's been blowing up like crazy but of course I was ignoring it or trying to anyway
I put in my password and my phone unlocks with a nice relaxing clicking noise it just does it once but it calms me I pull up my social media apps on my iPhone and click on my Snapchat I proceed to open my snaps from everyone I knew even though I just checked all my social medias and replied before leaving my house
Everyone was telling me happy early birthday attached with big paragraphs about how they felt about it and how they felt about me and how exciting it was and how my family must be proud ...ughh great this isn't what I wanted now I'm even more stressed and scared I thought to myself then I opened the other social media sites already predicting what they were about I didn't even reply I left them on read and took a deep breath and began to feel the tears threatening to run down my face I knew exactly what I needed
I pulled up my messenger app once again and pulled up my besties messages I began typing then realizing I didn't need that I quickly cleared it and pushed the button to the very top and to the right the face time button I didn't care that I was in a stall to myself almost in tears and felt like a mess and I'm sure he wouldn't either Mitch was the type of guy that would be okay with it and bring it up later down the road so we could laugh about it but I was almost certain that I wouldn't be laughing about this anytime soon
"Jasmaya?"
"Mitch" I lost it when I saw his face I broke down sniffling and all
"What's wrong?" He said concern laced in his voice "wait, is this about tomorrow?"
He knew exactly how I felt about the whole thing he felt almost the exact same way stressed,scared,worried, etc. Except his parents didn't raise him revolving around it talking about it all the time his parents just sat him down when the time was close.... But this is like walking into the unknown like your changing and almost all at once I mean its a start of you are actually suppose to be in life. "Adult hood" or "maturity" its like walking into a black hole not knowing what's going to happen .. Not knowing What your destiny is
"Yes this has to do with tomorrow mitchie..." I said upset but then I paused " whats going to happen to me?" I said with worry laced in my voice as I start to cry more
mitchie is what I called him it was his nickname
"I don't know... You know I don't know what's going to happen ... But its making me feel exactly how I felt when I found out that I was going to go through what your about to go through "
"Mitch I'm scared" I said as whimpers escaped my lips
"I know you are Jazz but all I can tell you is that I'm going to be here for you no matter what .. Okay?" He said trying to reassure me
"Okay mitchie"
"Alright now dry up them tears from that face of yours fix yourself up and get your ass out there " he said laughing
"Okay mitchie" I said sniffling wiping my face with my sleeves and letting out a few giggles
With that we said our goodbyes and went back to my parents but not before I checked the time I was only gone for 15 minutes
I walk back out they asked what was wrong and I told them I wasn't feeling the greatest which wasn't a lie
Our food came soon after we ate saying little to no words my parents were just smiling like tomorrow was going to be the greatest day of there lives. They started that eyeing each other thing again ughh so uncomfortable .... We then left about 45 minutes after we got our food
We got home I took a shower changed my clothes brushed my teeth and went from my bathroom straight to my bed slightly jumping onto the soft mattress I grabbed my phone off the night stand where It felt like i had just left it moments ago and then I messaged Mitch until I fell asleep
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Made with Tattoos
Teen FictionHi my name is Jasmaya Ann Jackson I am 15yrs.old I'm about to turn 16 in a few days I guess that's a big deal... Or so my family thinks I grew up in a world where a few minutes after you were born you were given to your parents and a "mark" would...
