I'm Just Not That Into You

Chapter 4

So sorry for the hiatus from this story...I just don't know what to say. Writer's block played a huge roll along with just work, dance, and school. I'm super sorry though, for the few who actuall like my book. Hopefully, this makes up for my absense. 

-A

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Chapter 4

 “Are you sure you want to go?”

“For the last time Macy, yes, I want to go. Now, if you ask me again, it’s going to be a completely different answer.” 

She rolls her eyes at me and plops down on my bed. “Whatever. I’m just so freaking nervous. I mean, this isn’t our first party or anything, but it’s at Chase Bigger’s house with his older brother and no one else to chaperone.”

I roll my eyes and continue to put my hair up in a pony tail. My curls have been particularly unruly today and I’ve finally given up, throwing it up in a hair band, much to her displeasure. Also to her displeasure, I’m wearing a simple pair of jean shorts and my favorite Nirvana tank top. I’ve got some bracelets and earrings in but that’s about all that I’ve really put forth an effort in. But, according to Macy, I don’t look feminine enough, which I guess coming from the girl who’s wearing bubble gum pink shorts and a yellow top, that’s an acceptable statement. 

“Relax, Mace,” I say as I turn around to face her. “It’ll be...fun.” She gives me a look. “Okay, it might not be super fun for me, but you should enjoy yourself! Go swimming, eat a hotdog, or get really happy and sit on Kyler’s shoulders for a game of chicken!” Her cheeks rose up at this and I chuckle. “Point is, you won’t have fun if you’re being a worry wort.”

Macy sighs. “I don’t even think people use that expression anymore.”

“Probably not,” I allow as I stand up and slip my sneakers on. “But, I just used it so ha.” 

Macy rolls her eyes. “Whatever. So are you ready to go? The party officially starts...” she looks down at her watch. “...right now. Crap, we should probably go, right?” 

I sigh. “Yeah, we should.” I walk over to my bedside table and grab my wallet, keys, and phone before turning back to Macy with a half smile, half grimace. “Um, let’s go have some fun?”

She squeals and grabs my hand, her excitement enough to even make me smile.

Pulling me with her, she leads me down the stairs two at a time, yelling “Hi!” and “Bye!” to my brother in the same sentence, causing him to look up curiously.

“Hey, where are you guys going?” 

I pull on Macy and get her to stop, suddenly having a brilliant idea. “A party, do you want to come?” 

Mitch’s face lights up. I know he would love to be invited to these kinds of things and he’s definitely friends with some of the upperclassmen, so he won’t feel out of place, but the real reason I’m inviting him is so that I’ll have someone to use as an excuse to get home early. 

Macy, however, is not an evil genius like me. “Yeah, Mitch! Come on, you’ll have fun!” 

He sighs, like he’s pretending to think about it when we all know he’s totally coming, then stands up and claps, a grin on his face. “Alright, I’ll go. Let me grab my suit and then I’ll meet you outside in five?”