Second Chances

Here Comes Mona

^^Mona's outfit

Dedicated to callmecrys. :)

It was Monday afternoon when I finally had the nerve to call Annabelle and tell her what happened. I was lying in my bed under all of my covers.

"Please pick up, please pick up!" I chanted, clutching my phone. After 7 buzzes, I heard Annabelle's voice.

"Uhh, hello?" She mumbled

"Hey Annabelle! Wait, did you just wake up?"

"Yeah. I did. So, what's up?" I heard her yawn

"Oh, well nothing much." I lied. I really wanted to tell her about Jacob, but for some reason, the words were stuck in my throat.

"Well.... That's nice. So if you don't have anything to say, I guess I'll just-" she said

I couldn't take it

"Ok fine! You got me! I met Jacob at the park and he hugged me!" I burst out

Dead silence

"OMG!!!! AAAHHHHHH!!!" Annabelle shrieked over the phone

That Annabelle

"Ok ok I know, it isn't a big deal, but I think up you blew out one of my ear drums." I laughed

"Oh oh oh oh my god I can't believe he hugged you! I knew it, I KNEW it! What if he KISSED you?!?" She squealed

There went my other ear drum

"Ok, what happened to you being all tired?" I asked. Secretly, the thought of Jacob kissing me hadn't crossed my mind until now and it kinda caught me off guard for a second

"You know what, meet me at the mall in 30 minutes. No buts." She said

"Wait! I have math home-" I tried to say

"I told you, meet me at the mall! You have 28 minutes and counting!" And with that she hung up the phone.

I seriously needed a new best friend

Throwing the covers off of me, I threw a blue hoodie that I bought at my high school over my Beatles t-shirt. Yes I like the Beatles. I'm an oldies junkie for anything in that matter. While most kids my age watch action movies that only have five points: 1. Run 2. Blow up stuff 3. Save damsel in distress 4. Kill bad guy 5. The end, I spend my weekends lying on my couch watching romantic or slap-stick comedies from the 50's. I know, I'm so boring and pathetic. Deal with it.

I slipped on my black high top converse, tied my hair in a loose bun, shoved my phone into the back pocket of my denim shorts and went downstairs. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a banana because I felt hungry.

As I was peeling it open, I called to my dad

"Dad, I'm going out!"

When he didn't answer, I called again. And again. Did he fall asleep on his desk while working until 2:00 am? I was about the give up and find him, Alec walked into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes.

"Hey," I said, turning my attention back to my banana. "Where's dad?"

"Oh he just went out to run an errand. He needed to buy matches or something like that." Alec shrugged

Dear Lord.

My dad plus matches equals something I don't want to think about.

"Oh, so he isn't here?"

"Yep."

"Well I wanted to tell dad that I'm going out with Annabelle to the mall. Can you tell him that in case he gets back before I do?" I asked