Roses and Flame

Double Date - Chapter 42

- Sunday Afternoon - 

Sarah came over so we could get ready for our double date that we're going to together. Well, not together, together. Like, she's going with Ashton and I'm going with Nate. So no we're not going together. Well, we're going together but not together. Does that make sense? Okay, I'm just gonna stop, I think you get the idea. 

I'm wearing a more comfortable outfit for this date. I'm wearing a blue tank top, leggings, and the dark green hoodie that Nate gave me. We decided since we're just going to a diner to eat, that we wouldn't dress up super fancy and wear dresses and tons of makeup. We thought it would just be better that way. But, we are wearing a little bit of light makeup, because after all, it is a date. 

We're almost done getting ready. Sarah's wearing a blue t-shirt with running shorts. We're both wearing sneakers. 

"I think we look pretty good,"  Sarah said. "Yeah," I said as we both just stood there looking at ourselves in the mirror. To be totally honest, I don't agree with what Sarah said. She looks amazing, as usual. But, me. No! I'm the complete opposite. I mean, my brown hair is pretty thick and it gets into knots pretty easily, even though I'm very good at getting the knots out by myself. My parents say that other girls want hair like mine and that they pay so much money just to have my type of hair. But, I mean, I don't know about that. Who would want thick, but soft, brown hair that is slightly difficult to tame?

And my blue eyes have cried so my tears. I know that people say 'The prettiest eyes have cried the most tears' and people always talk about how amazing my yes are. But, I just don't feel the same. If I had to pick one of my features that I actually like, I would probably say my eyes. People say that when they look deep into my eyes they can see oceans. Whenever I'm alone, I cry so much. I usually wear hoodies to cover up most of my face. I don't like crying in front of people, sometimes, I don't even like crying in front of Sarah. I can't control my feelings. I just...can't. 

All of the memories from Elementary and Middle school come crashing back to me. 'Why do you wear the same clothes every day? Do you want me to buy you some clothes? Hmm, what size are you? An XL? Hahaha.'  'You're so annoying!' 'Fat pig!' 'Grace your ugly!' 'Grace no one likes you!' 'You're fat!' 'You don't belong here!' 'Just go kill yourself!' 

It feels like my heart has been broken into millions of tiny shards that came back for a fight and are stabbing my useless body. 

A burn comes crashing into my stomach. "Ow!!" 

"What's wrong?" 

I don't reply, the pain hurts too much. 

"Grace, what's wrong?" Sarah asks again. 

"Nothing, it's nothing. I'm fine," I said while regaining my balance and trying to stand myself up straight. 

"You're not fine." She says. "What happened?"

"I..uh, I.." I began. 

Ding Dong! 

Yes! Saved by the bell! 

"Well, looks like the boys are here, let's go!" I said. She rolled her eyes and nodded in agreement and we both began walking out of my bedroom and to the stairs. I gripped my arms around my stomach. That sharp pain is still there. Wait, do I have my period? Nahhh, it's not that month yet. 

Sarah looked at me, and I quickly took my hands off of my stomach and smiled an innocent smile. 

Ow! Ow! Ow! 

We continued walking downstairs. We finally reached the bottom. The boys were smiling at us. Nate looked at me. "Wow, Grace you look...incredible," he said. I smiled. "But, I'm just wearing a tank top, leggings, and your hoodie," I laughed. "I know, but you look beautiful in anything," he began to say. "Especially my hoodie," he said. We laughed.