" i was so blinded by you
the way that you love me
and all it takes from me "
Jo Wyatt comes from a family of dedicated hockey fans living in Plymouth, Michigan, home of the National Team...
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TUESDAY, AUGUST 7 3:45 PM
IT'S BEEN TWO DAYS since Jack and I went out to lunch and had the "waiting" talk as I've started calling it. No, I haven't told anyone yet, and I honestly don't know if I'm going to. What kind of conversation would that be? Hey, so I said some things to Jack when I was drunk and now we've decided that someday, maybe, I don't know if it's ever really going to happen or not, we might go out on a date. To be honest, I've been down playing the whole conversation to myself the past few days just so I don't get my hopes up for something that isn't guaranteed.
For the rest of the three hours we hung out I did my best to act normal, like nothing had changed between us, but believe it or not that was more difficult than it sounds. I couldn't tell if Jack was feeling the same way or if he was really still that comfortable around me after everything that was said, either way he acted surprisingly normal the rest of the evening considering how nervous he had been to tell me what Drunk Jo promised.
I've been going back and forth with myself on whether I should talk to Erin and Kate about it, because when I think about it too much I start to realize that essentially, it was a conversation about nothing. It didn't change anything, we aren't together, we didn't truly commit to anything, and we're just as good of friends as we were before the party. If anything, we're better friends because of it.
But then there's a part of me that does, or wants to, think things changed. I can say for certain that I no longer have a little crush on Jack, because to my knowledge most people don't typically have conversations about dating when they just have a small crush. When you have a little crush, it's more of an 'I think they're cute' or 'Awe, that was sweet, I think I like you.' It's a fleeting feeling that probably won't last more than a few weeks at most. But it's been a few weeks and I still feel whatever it is I feel for Jack, so to call it a crush would feel like I'm just beating around the bush.
I've never been good at keeping things from Kate and Erin, and the fact that I haven't said a word about any of this to them is like having an itch I can't scratch. So, I pick up my phone and click on the top conversation in iMessage.
what are you guys doing right now? ← jo
kate →just got done at work, what's up?
erin → nothing that can't be done later.
can you guys come over? ←jo
erin →be there in fifteen
kate →omw
True to her word, Erin arrives at my front door with Kate right behind her. "I came straight from work and didn't have time to change, so don't judge too hard," Kate says, referring to her uniform that consists of a black polo. As someone who takes pride in her clothes, being caught outside of work in her polo irks Kate more than you'd expect.
