Reaching out to people sometimes doesn't work out the way others intend it to. Inez faced the brute force of those consequences when beginning to tackle the wall that was Sebastian.
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Plagued by loneliness since childhood, seventeen-year-old Inez...
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You Should've Told Me, Idiot
The next few days flew by in one giant blur. Focusing on volleyball practice was easier, and my mind wasn't full of any more negative thoughts. Instead, excitement churned at the pit of my stomach. It felt like just a second before the weekend came.
It was finally Saturday, and almost time for people to start arriving at the house. My doorbell ringing signalled that someone was finally here. I'd spent so long getting the place cleaned and ready that I almost forgot to make myself look presentable.
"I'll get it!" Chrissy bellowed from the kitchen.
"Thank you!" I shouted back.
I brushed out the remaining of my brown locks. The rest of the tangles come out and I'm ready to set the comb down. A quick once-over ensured that everything was in place. The tips of my fingers grabbed the white turtleneck settled against my skin and gave it a small tug. The black and white plaid dress over it shifted slightly with my movements.
This outfit wasn't something I'd normally wear. The dress was very fitted and showed off some curves. I'd normally wear jeans and hoodies before calling it a day. But, Chrissy insisted that I do it for today. It made sense since today's considered a special day.
The day was originally supposed to consist of me and Chrissy at home just eating snacks and watching our favourite movies. Since we'd talked about it at the lunch table, Danny and Jackson both heard. They also jumped at the idea of them coming over, too. That's how I got the idea to invite Sebastian.
"Where's the birthday girl?!" Danny yelled from all the way downstairs.
A giggle escaped my lips. "I'm up here!"
"Where the fuck is up here? This place is huge and there's too many doors." He soon started to pad up the steps.
"Just follow the sound of my voice," I suggested amusedly.
"Oh, here we go." He popped his head around the doorway.
The sight made me laugh even more. His curls tilted over to the side along with his head. He wore a giant grin on his face. It looked as though he was proud of something.
"Damn, Babe. You look hot," he whistled.
My cheeks started to heat up at his words. "I look alright."
"You're blushing? That's cute," he teased.
"Sorry," I apologized bashfully.
"Don't be. Also, I got you a present."
"I told you guys not to get me anything," I wined.
"I know, I know. But this was too good to not give to you," Danny beamed, pulling out a box.
My eyes widened when they landed on the white box with a pale yellow bow. I knew without a second thought that they were cookies. And from my favourite bakery, no less.
