Dear Diary,
I check my phone for what must be the twentieth time that day. Nothing.
"Will you stop looking at that thing? You're supposed to be working."
I look up at the empty restaurant. "Sorry, I'm distracted from helping all these people." I wave my arm around the empty room, picking my phone back up.
I texted Vanessa three times. Once after I dropped her off at the airport, asking her to let me know that she got on the plane okay, once last night asking if she got home okay, (both with no response) and once this morning after I got a text from her saying:
LOL ikr
and then another saying:oops sorry that I was meant for em xx.
I responded:
lol np, how's wedding planning?That was 4 hours ago.
"What are you so obsessed with anyway?" Calvin grabs my phone.
"Calvin!" I screech, trying to grab it back.
"Ouch." He says, reading my screen, elbow out to fend off my grabbing arms.
I sigh slumping my head in my hands.
"She's getting married?"
"Yep. Well, we'll see."
"What does that mean?" He hands me back my phone.
I start to walk to the motel area to find Claudia, and he follows me.
"It means she barely knows the guy. I'm usually the one who has to save her from making dumb decisions."
"That's kind of harsh. She's an adult." He sits on a desk beside Claudia's chair. I think I see some slight worry in her expression that Calvin sees her watching tv, but only for a moment before she turns her attention back to her show.
I can't help but roll my eyes, he treats me like a kid yet he's telling me to treat someone the same age as an adult.
"You don't know her like I do." I shrug.
Claudia turns her chair around to face me.
"Who you talking about?" She asks as I grab a chip from her bag.
"Vanessa. She's decided to get married to this guy she barely knows."
Claudia rolls her eyes at the mention of her and turns her chair back around to the tv, crunching her chips loudly.
Calvin gives me an I told you so eyebrow raise.
I roll my eyes.
"So why's she ignoring you?" Calvin asks. "That's a lot of un-responded to texts."
"I don't know." It was the truth, I didn't know.
"Maybe... well it's kind of the first time we're in different places in life. I mean she's getting married, and she has different friends than I do, and I'm... I'm just starting life and looking for a job. Maybe she feels like we don't have much in common anymore? I don't know."
"You seemed to be getting along fine at the wedding." Claudia chimes in.
"Yeah, it was back to normal when she was here. I don't know. I'm not used to not seeing her. When she's not here I just start feeling so distant from her."
I am distant from her, literally a 3 hour plane ride away. But it feels like more than that.
"I'm supposed to go back home this weekend." I add.
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That One Summer
Teen FictionJane was raised by her free spirited uncle, but when he moves to Paris she is forced to live with her grandpa for the summer in a small town where she finds romance and secrets to her past that she never knew were there.