I love my room: My bed is at an odd angle in a corner with a white canopy above it. Very romantic. When Eli and I were together, he would sneak in through my window at night and we'd kiss for hours. Sometimes he'd want to do more, but I'd never let him. I beleive that I should only do that whenever I become a wife.
Anyways, back to describing my room...
In the opposing corner is my desk that I do my school work. Against the walls are hundreds of pictures that I have taken with my photography camera. I take my camera every where.
I finally clamber out of my vast bed and open my bedroom windows.
My family and I live in a perfect little neighborhood, with perfect little lawns and the neighbors have perfect little kids. Everything is prim and perfect.
I'm sick of it.
I look outside and see a moving van pull into the driveway of the vacant house next to ours. No one has lived there in a whole year and now someone is finally moving in. I hope that maybe there'll be a kid my age instead of another toddler or crying baby.
I hear a door slam outside. I look to see who it was and I see a boy with his shirt off, lifting up heavy looking objects and taking them into the house. Maybe he works for the moving company. He has a very nice body. Very tan and muscular. I need to stop looking. The Moving Muscle Guy will be gone before I get back home for work.
I finally get dressed after I'd lingered quite a bit looking out the windows. As I pull on the black dress pants and silky dress top for work I see that my ride to work is here.
I run down the stairs, past my mother in the kitchen, past my father in the living area, past the moving van, and into Kate's Chevy Camaro. Kate's father is a doctor and he has a very hefty salary, so she is, of course, the rich spoiled brat in our little town. Luckily she doesn't boast about her family's wealth. She's actually quite modest about it. Instead of the really cool car her father picked out for her, she wanted to drive a Chevy Cobalt instead.
"I think I'm going to quit my job." I complain.
Kate stares at me for a long couple of seconds.
"Do you realize," Kate scolded,"that if you did your parent's would kill you? You can't quit, you've been there too long.
"That's exactly it!" I exclaimed. "I need some change in my life, starting with my crappy hostessing job. I want something different!!"
"Well, when you're meant to do something different, it'll come to you. Your's will come to you. Just have patience."
We rode the rest of the way in silence.
We finally pull into the Floyd's Bar & Grill parking lot just in time to see a van full of boys pulling out, honking crazily.
"Ugh. Boys."
Kate is in a long term relationship with a guy named Gavin. Kate and Gavin love each other so much, sometimes it makes me sick. Not sick, but jealous. Sometimes I envy them, and I know I shouldn't. I just hate that I can't find that perfect kind of love too.
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"Welcome to Floyd's Bar & Grill! How many in your party?"
I hate my job.
"Two," the man barked.
"We want a booth," his, I'd assume, girlfriend barked.Yeesh. No need to be so dog-like.
I've been working here today for five hours straight and I'm ready to go.
After I took the canine couple to their booth I hurried back to my hostess stand. Five more minutes. I tapped my pen against the counter.
Tonight I have plans with Kate and Gavin. Kate won tickets to a Rooney concert. I'm excited about going because it means I'll be getting out of the house.
I finally clock out, after what seems the longest five minutes ever, and went outside to wait for Kate on the curb of the sidewalk.
As I sit there thinking about tonights plans I hear something.
A screeching noise, like a dying monkey, deafens my ears. I look to my right and I see a boy on a bicycle trying to squeal to a stop before he hit me.
I scream. I don't even recognize that its me screaming. I feel something grab my arm and pull me out of the path of the clammering bicylce. I feel the pavement beneath me.
Owwww, my arm! I feel a sharp, intense pain shoot up and down my arm. I realized that my legs were entangled with someone else's.
"Are you okay," a male voice I didn't recognize asked me.
I hesitate and then I open my eyes. I'm face to face with a boy. A boy that had saved her from being pummeled by a raging bike. A boy that did not look like a boy, but looked like a man. A very good looking man. A young man.
"I-I'm fine. I think."
The pain in my arm goes away.
I try to stand and I feel like I'm floating, but not in a good way. I cling to the boy and he wraps his arms around me so that I don't fall and hit my head. I feel like I'm falling anyways. I look down at the hard concrete where I had just been sprawled. Then I look into the boy's eyes.
He's beautiful, I think to myself.
"Uh-d-uh...um.." I pull away from him and try to stand on my own, but I don't succeed and I stumble backwards. He reaches out to catch me and I'm back in his arms. Nice fit, I think, What's with this guy? Does he like me being in his arms or something? I like it. A lot.
I dare to look back into his shining emerald eyes. His sun kissed skin shines in the sun and his dark curls blow in the breeze.
"Are you sure you're okay," he whispers, "because you look sick."
"Yes. I'm fine." I manage to croak.
"If you don't mind me asking...What's your name?" the beautiful boy asked.
"Jewel. I'm Jewel."
He smiles. I try to breathe. I can't.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Mason."
Mason. Wow.
We stood there on the sidewalk awkwardly for what seemed like a long time, staring at each other.
"So, what are you doing ton-."
HONK HONK.
Kate pulls up next to the sidewalk and rolls down her window.
"Hey," I say uncomfortably.
"Who's your friend?" Kate whispers to me.
"No one. He's no one. Please. Don't."
Kate ignores my plea and calls to Mason.
"Hey! You. Who are you?"
"I'm Mason, and you are?"
"Kate."
"So, what brings you over to talk to my best friend?"
"Kate!" I exclaim.
"Well, I..I kind of saved her from being the victim of a bike wreck."
I feel my face heat up.
"Well, Jewel..Don't you think that Mason deserves some sort of reward or something?" Kate scolds. "Mason, do you like Rooney?"
"Yes," he answers confused,"why?"
I widen my eyes as big as I can at Kate in of way of saying If you do this I will never EVER speak to you again as long as I live!
"We're heading to one of their concerts in a couple of hours. I won four tickets and I don't have a date for my precious Jewel. Interested?"
Kate was good. I knew she hadn't won four tickets. She'd won two and bought me one so I could go with her and Gavin. I knew she was going to just buy one for Mason too. She's able to, because her daddy's loaded.
Mason looks at the ground for a long second, then looks at me, then looks at Kate, looks back at me and answers.
"Sure. Sounds great."
"Okay!!" Kate exclaims a little too excitedly. "We'll meet you at Jewel's house at 7:00. Here, let me give you directions."
She finds a sheet of paper and scribbles the directions to my house down quickly.
"We'll see ya then!"
"Okay," Mason replies,"See ya then. Bye Jewel."
"Bye," I croak as I jump into Kate's car and we squeal off.
"Kate, I cannot believe you! I mean--"
"Jewel! He is so cute! Did you just meet him or have ya'll secretly been dating for years, because he looks at you like he's in love with you!"
"He is not in love with me."
At least I think he's not. I think that deep in the back of my mind, I know he loves me and I think I might love him too.
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