didn’t want to be around people yet. I texted the group and made my apologies, using some lame excuse about not feeling well. They offered to send me their answers so I could check my work. What a great group.
Cara had called three more times last night. I still didn’t feel like talking. She knew me too well, and I wouldn’t be able to fake it with her. Exhaustion hit me again, and I crawled back to bed, wanting to escape to another world. One where I was perfect, and Jake would profess his undying love for me.
“I’m back!” Issy yelled as she threw open the door. I was sitting on the couch finishing up the last thermodynamics problem. My afternoon had been surprisingly productive, and I was almost feeling like my old self again.
“Was your mission successful?” I asked, putting my books down.
“Of course it was. I didn’t even have to see my dad. Turns out my mom is dating a hot new guy from work, and she is exceedingly happy. We had the best time ever! I love new guys…I get a whole new wardrobe when they come around!” I giggled as I watched her dance and twirl her way into her bedroom to drop off her bags and then climb over the back of the couch to sit next to me.
“So, I totally have us all set up for tonight. I met these two guys at the post office who are gorgeous, and they are a part of Lamda Sigma, the hottest fraternity on campus. Anyway, you and I have a double date for dinner and drinks tonight at Sammy’s…yeah!” She was clapping her hands and jumped back off the couch. “By the way, I am totally picking out your clothes tonight. You were way too conservative last time we went out.”
Issy was back in her room before I could even utter a word of refusal. Truth was, even if she had let me speak, it wouldn’t matter. Issy does not take “no” for an answer. Part of me was glad. I had been locked away in this apartment for over twenty-four hours, and I was feeling a little cabin feverish. “Do I have time for a run?” I yelled so she could hear me.
“Yes, but make it a short one. We’re meeting them in two hours!” I seriously started to wonder what I did for fun before Issy came along.
An hour later, however, I was not having so much fun.
“Issy, I am not wearing that!” I refused, looking at the outfit she was insisting I put on.
“Come on, it’s sexy and you totally have the legs to pull it off.” Issy was practically pouting as she tried to convince me to put on black leather booty shorts and a leopard print top.
“ Issy, it’s not happening. What’s your plan B?”
“Fine!” She headed to my closet and pulled out a pair of stretchy, shin length, white jeans with a gray zig zag pattern on them and a mushroom t-shirt that had a silky feel. “Find some sexy heels to match and I’ll deal with this,” she resigned, totally exasperated.
While I wouldn’t have paired up this outfit, I had to admit it looked pretty good when I put it on. I wore my hair down, with a small braid in front to keep it over to the side. Maybe a new guy was exactly what I needed too. Jake obviously wasn’t interested, and there was no reason to continue to pine over something that was never going to happen.
Issy and I walked into Sammy’s and immediately spotted our dates. They were both cute, but in that I-look-like-a-member-of-a-boy-band kind of way. Issy had staked claim to Pete on the way over, so that meant I had the one named Bobby. He seemed alright, nicely dressed and stood up when we got to the table. Neither of them held a candle to Jake, though, and I knew it within the first five minutes.
We ordered our food , and Bobby started talking about school. He was in his second year of law school and felt the need to explain the meaning of torques and how civil and criminal law differed. I was amazed at his ability to continue talking without so much as a breath. It was almost fascinating to me, and I wondered how many different,
Cara had called three more times last night. I still didn’t feel like talking. She knew me too well, and I wouldn’t be able to fake it with her. Exhaustion hit me again, and I crawled back to bed, wanting to escape to another world. One where I was perfect, and Jake would profess his undying love for me.
“I’m back!” Issy yelled as she threw open the door. I was sitting on the couch finishing up the last thermodynamics problem. My afternoon had been surprisingly productive, and I was almost feeling like my old self again.
“Was your mission successful?” I asked, putting my books down.
“Of course it was. I didn’t even have to see my dad. Turns out my mom is dating a hot new guy from work, and she is exceedingly happy. We had the best time ever! I love new guys…I get a whole new wardrobe when they come around!” I giggled as I watched her dance and twirl her way into her bedroom to drop off her bags and then climb over the back of the couch to sit next to me.
“So, I totally have us all set up for tonight. I met these two guys at the post office who are gorgeous, and they are a part of Lamda Sigma, the hottest fraternity on campus. Anyway, you and I have a double date for dinner and drinks tonight at Sammy’s…yeah!” She was clapping her hands and jumped back off the couch. “By the way, I am totally picking out your clothes tonight. You were way too conservative last time we went out.”
Issy was back in her room before I could even utter a word of refusal. Truth was, even if she had let me speak, it wouldn’t matter. Issy does not take “no” for an answer. Part of me was glad. I had been locked away in this apartment for over twenty-four hours, and I was feeling a little cabin feverish. “Do I have time for a run?” I yelled so she could hear me.
“Yes, but make it a short one. We’re meeting them in two hours!” I seriously started to wonder what I did for fun before Issy came along.
An hour later, however, I was not having so much fun.
“Issy, I am not wearing that!” I refused, looking at the outfit she was insisting I put on.
“Come on, it’s sexy and you totally have the legs to pull it off.” Issy was practically pouting as she tried to convince me to put on black leather booty shorts and a leopard print top.
“ Issy, it’s not happening. What’s your plan B?”
“Fine!” She headed to my closet and pulled out a pair of stretchy, shin length, white jeans with a gray zig zag pattern on them and a mushroom t-shirt that had a silky feel. “Find some sexy heels to match and I’ll deal with this,” she resigned, totally exasperated.
While I wouldn’t have paired up this outfit, I had to admit it looked pretty good when I put it on. I wore my hair down, with a small braid in front to keep it over to the side. Maybe a new guy was exactly what I needed too. Jake obviously wasn’t interested, and there was no reason to continue to pine over something that was never going to happen.
Issy and I walked into Sammy’s and immediately spotted our dates. They were both cute, but in that I-look-like-a-member-of-a-boy-band kind of way. Issy had staked claim to Pete on the way over, so that meant I had the one named Bobby. He seemed alright, nicely dressed and stood up when we got to the table. Neither of them held a candle to Jake, though, and I knew it within the first five minutes.
We ordered our food , and Bobby started talking about school. He was in his second year of law school and felt the need to explain the meaning of torques and how civil and criminal law differed. I was amazed at his ability to continue talking without so much as a breath. It was almost fascinating to me, and I wondered how many different,
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