good sign.
“Well, I guess we can say let’s take off where we left it two years ago?” he asked.
“I—ah, um. Yeah, I would like that.” I needed to give this time. I wasn’t missing out on something that could be great just because I had hopes for something that would never happen.
Josh made me smile, made me laugh, and I did have feelings for him. So maybe with time, they’d grow stronger.
“Great.” He beamed and kissed me again. “I, um, I have to get going; my parents have organised this family thing and they'd kill me if I miss it.”
“That's all right; we're going to have plenty of time together now.” Even if those words freaked me out—a lot.
“True. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?”
“Sure.”
He gave me one last peck, then left.
After he drove off, I opened the front door and went back inside, but I didn't get far. I closed the door and leaned against it, wondering if I had just done the right thing or if I was being mean to him. Was I leading him on?
“Oh, sweetie, you look so confused.” Momma came over to give me a hug, and then pulled away, patting my back as she continued talking, “Everything will sort itself out in the end. And let me tell you, honey, there are plenty of fish in the sea, and if one of those fish doesn’t float your boat, move on.”
I snorted then laughed. “Momma, you’re just full of advice today.”
“That’s what I'm here for, sweetie.” She gave me a kiss on the forehead. “Now, I had better go and get ready for work; you never know, I may meet my prince charming tonight. So if I’m not home in the morning, then you know what happened.”
“Yeah, and then you wake up.”
She laughed. “And then I wake up.”
* * * * *
Later that night, after Momma left for work, Jessie came around before we headed off to the movies. I'd washed my face and decided not to wear my Goth make-up. I didn't know about her, but my pores needed a break.
Maybe I should listen to my momma sometimes.
Though, Jessie talked me back into applying it, and nothing could take me away from my Goth gear, so I dressed in my red sneakers, red and black knee high socks, a very short, lace black skirt, with shorty-short black bike pants under it, and a tee that read ‘A devil inside’. I had my medieval black and silver jacket to go over the top of my outfit in case I got cold. Jessie looked awesome in a hot pink and black corset, with a short-sleeved black jacket, three-quarter black pants, and biker boots. I asked her if she was trying to impress a certain someone; she smirked and said “maybe”.
“Guess who came and saw me this afternoon,” I said as we sat on the bus that would drop us right out in front of the movie theatre.
“Oh, oh, let me guess. Kane?”
“No,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Josh. We're kind of dating again.” I smiled. She didn’t smile back or get excited for me.
“Really?”
“Yeah, why? Jess, what’s your problem about him?”
“Sky, it's...nothing. Look, here's our stop.” She stood before the bus stopped, nearly falling over when it came to a complete stop. I looked out the window and saw Javis, Massie, and Mitch already there waiting for us. Both Javis and Mitch wore jeans and tees, only Javis's tee was a dark blue, and Mitch’s was a red. Massie was looking wonderful in a long, black, tight lacy dress and combat boots.
“Hey, guys.” I smiled. Out the corner of my eye, I witnessed Jessie and Mitch give each other a look, and then quickly turned away from one another.
“So, any idea what we're seeing tonight?” Javis asked as we walked into the theatre.
“That new Zombie movie looks good to me,” I suggested.
“I am not going to see some scary show.”
“Well, I guess we can say let’s take off where we left it two years ago?” he asked.
“I—ah, um. Yeah, I would like that.” I needed to give this time. I wasn’t missing out on something that could be great just because I had hopes for something that would never happen.
Josh made me smile, made me laugh, and I did have feelings for him. So maybe with time, they’d grow stronger.
“Great.” He beamed and kissed me again. “I, um, I have to get going; my parents have organised this family thing and they'd kill me if I miss it.”
“That's all right; we're going to have plenty of time together now.” Even if those words freaked me out—a lot.
“True. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?”
“Sure.”
He gave me one last peck, then left.
After he drove off, I opened the front door and went back inside, but I didn't get far. I closed the door and leaned against it, wondering if I had just done the right thing or if I was being mean to him. Was I leading him on?
“Oh, sweetie, you look so confused.” Momma came over to give me a hug, and then pulled away, patting my back as she continued talking, “Everything will sort itself out in the end. And let me tell you, honey, there are plenty of fish in the sea, and if one of those fish doesn’t float your boat, move on.”
I snorted then laughed. “Momma, you’re just full of advice today.”
“That’s what I'm here for, sweetie.” She gave me a kiss on the forehead. “Now, I had better go and get ready for work; you never know, I may meet my prince charming tonight. So if I’m not home in the morning, then you know what happened.”
“Yeah, and then you wake up.”
She laughed. “And then I wake up.”
* * * * *
Later that night, after Momma left for work, Jessie came around before we headed off to the movies. I'd washed my face and decided not to wear my Goth make-up. I didn't know about her, but my pores needed a break.
Maybe I should listen to my momma sometimes.
Though, Jessie talked me back into applying it, and nothing could take me away from my Goth gear, so I dressed in my red sneakers, red and black knee high socks, a very short, lace black skirt, with shorty-short black bike pants under it, and a tee that read ‘A devil inside’. I had my medieval black and silver jacket to go over the top of my outfit in case I got cold. Jessie looked awesome in a hot pink and black corset, with a short-sleeved black jacket, three-quarter black pants, and biker boots. I asked her if she was trying to impress a certain someone; she smirked and said “maybe”.
“Guess who came and saw me this afternoon,” I said as we sat on the bus that would drop us right out in front of the movie theatre.
“Oh, oh, let me guess. Kane?”
“No,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Josh. We're kind of dating again.” I smiled. She didn’t smile back or get excited for me.
“Really?”
“Yeah, why? Jess, what’s your problem about him?”
“Sky, it's...nothing. Look, here's our stop.” She stood before the bus stopped, nearly falling over when it came to a complete stop. I looked out the window and saw Javis, Massie, and Mitch already there waiting for us. Both Javis and Mitch wore jeans and tees, only Javis's tee was a dark blue, and Mitch’s was a red. Massie was looking wonderful in a long, black, tight lacy dress and combat boots.
“Hey, guys.” I smiled. Out the corner of my eye, I witnessed Jessie and Mitch give each other a look, and then quickly turned away from one another.
“So, any idea what we're seeing tonight?” Javis asked as we walked into the theatre.
“That new Zombie movie looks good to me,” I suggested.
“I am not going to see some scary show.”
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