Joshua Bliss

Chapter 8: A Date with Jason

Sighing, I looked at myself in the full length mirror on the bathroom door. I was wearing a black and white long sleeved shirt, it has black and white stripes on the bottom of the sleeves and the bottom of the shirt, and it had the word 'Paris' written on the shirt, with the 'a' as the Eiffel tower. It was really cute, but I barely wore it, I just found this randomly. I paired it with blue, ripped skinny jeans and black lace up ankle boots. I wore these black rose studs and a three layer necklace, and packed a shoulder bag with my phone, money, and a bunch of other stuff I needed. I took a deep breath, and got out of the bathroom. Kendrick's friends were still over here, and I've been in my room pretty much all day. Jason was already here, and I told him to give my five minutes, and I took those five minutes looking over myself in the bathroom. I put on some makeup to hide the fact that I was crying, and it looked pretty real, so I was confident about going out now. I really hated having people knowing that I was crying, it made me feel weak, and I am completely not weak. And it'd be a great way to avoid questions, plus I don't want to ruin this, it might actually make me feel better.

I jogged down the stairs, and without a word to Kendrick, I grabbed my keys from the TV stand that was in the living room. I left it there I guess, because I normally keep it with me. Kendrick wasn't in the living room, only like, three of his friends were there. I noticed them staring at me, but I chose to ignore it and just left, walking up to Jason's car that was parked right in front. I know it's a bad thing for me to just leave like that, without telling Kendrick, but it's not like he's going to even go to my room to see if I'm still there. I doubt he cares what I do right now, so it doesn't even matter. I'm mad at him too, which he should obviously know, so I don't feel like talking to him at all. I feel like if I do it'll start another argument, or I'm just going to get mad at him again, so it's best to just avoid all of that.

"We need to talk," Jason informed as I got into his car.

"And what about?" I asked him, closing the door.

"This whole jealousy thing, it's not going to work out - no one is going want to be my girlfriend." He said, starting the car and slowly driving off. When he told me that it didn't even seem like he tried to find a girlfriend, but I didn't bother to say anything about that, because I don't want to seem like I'm forcing him to make Amanda jealous. I mean, it is a pretty good idea, but it's really his choice.

I sighed, hoping that it didn't come out sad or anything, and then said, "I just came up with the idea to try it out; I didn't think it would actually work. It was just a suggestion. But I want you to at least try it, if you really want to; don't just give up on it right away."

"But, I don't really want to, it seems a little embarrassing and desperate, you know?"

I shrugged, understanding what he's saying. "I guess it does; so what will you do?"

"I think I'll just give up on it." He told me flatly.

I opened my mouth to oppose him, but then closed it again. I was gonna try to stop him, to make him just go along with the plan, but putting it in my perspective (if it was me), I wouldn't want to do it at all. I mean, it seems like a good idea to make someone jealous, but it does seem like a desperate measure to go to, as he said. And I did say I didn't want to force him or anything, because it really is his choice, not mine. "Well, I guess you can always find something else to do."

For the rest of the drive, we were in complete silence, but it wasn't really awkward though. The radio was playing, and I was humming along to the songs that I knew. When we got there, the ice rink was apparently closed down. "That's weird," Jason said, looking over at the building. He sounded like he was actually happy about that though, which was weird.