this for you.”
“Thank
you!”
“Now
I’ll have to find something to wear… See ya later.”
Demona
walked into her bedroom and decided to take a shower. She dried and
straightened her hair. Afterwards, she went to her closet to find an outfit.
She sifted through her clothing, having difficulty figuring out what to wear.
Usually, Demona threw on the first thing she pulled out of her closet. Tonight,
however nothing seemed suitable. She finally settled on black, white, and teal
plaid v-neck and a pair of distressed skinny jeans. She applied some eye shadow
and mascara that made her green eyes pop. She looked in the mirror and felt
satisfied. Then, she grabbed her purse and keys, and headed out the door.
Demona
knocked on Hannah’s door and she quickly answered. Demona stepped inside as
Hannah finished getting her things. Hannah’s apartment had the same layout as
Demona’s, but she decorated with a lot of pink and light blue colors. She had
floral print curtains hanging over her balcony door; everything in the room was
color coordinated.
“I
am so excited!” Hannah said. She was dressed in a cute purple tunic and some
black patterned tights. Her wavy blonde hair was pulled back and rosy cheeks
glowed.
“So,
what are we doing?” Demona asked.
“We
are going to meet Kaleb and his friend in the parking lot.”
The
girls made their way down the stairwell and talked idly. They exited the
apartment building through a set of double doors and continued on their way.
Demona
spotted two figures standing at the end of the walkway, but it was difficult to
make them out. Demona continued to grow more nervous with each step. She
glanced back at the large brick apartment building. What am I doing?
When
they neared the two men, Demona’s jaw dropped. There standing next to a
stranger was Felix. He beamed at her in recognition.
“Are
you serious?” Demona asked. This isn’t
happening.
“What?”
Hannah asked.
“I
know him.”
They
stopped in front of the men. Kaleb had medium light brown, wavy hair and a dark
tan. He pulled off that laid back surfer look perfectly. Kaleb wore a t-shirt
under a light tan suit jacket and a pair of jeans.
“Demona,
this is Kaleb,” Hannah said.
Demona
shook his hand almost as if her body were on autopilot. She continued to stare
at Felix and his wonderful smile.
Felix
wore a red plaid long sleeve shirt rolled up to the elbows and with loose
fitted jeans. His brown hair was slightly messy and he had a few purple bruises
on his face.
“Hannah,
Demona, this is my buddy—”
“Felix,”
Demona said. They shook hands and Demona quickly looked away.
“Well,
now that we have all met and that you two obviously know each other. We should
go,” Kaleb said.
Unbelievable!
They
headed towards Felix’s red sedan and took their seats. Demona was transfixed
with Felix. Felix's cheesy charm and sweet smile were especially hard to
ignore.
They
arrived at an Italian restaurant and took their seats at a booth. They hastily
ordered meals so that they could turn their attention to one another. Kaleb had
Hannah’s undivided attention, when she turned her attention to Felix.
“How
are you feeling?” Demona asked.
“Oh
much better, thanks. Just a little banged up, no broken bones thankfully,”
Felix said.
“That’s
good to hear!” Demona said.
“You
left without an answer. I thought I would never see you again,” Felix said.
Demona
fumbled with her silverware. “I know. I’m sorry. I just… I didn’t know what to
say. I’m not very good with people.”
“Well,
I guess you will just have to make up for it by answering all of my questions,”
Felix said. He smiled at her.
Demona
could not help but smile in return.
“So,
tell me about yourself,” Felix said.
“There
isn’t much to tell… I live in the same apartment building as Hannah and Kaleb.
I work five days a week at a really horrible job. My life is pretty boring,”
Demona said.
“It
can’t be that
“Thank
you!”
“Now
I’ll have to find something to wear… See ya later.”
Demona
walked into her bedroom and decided to take a shower. She dried and
straightened her hair. Afterwards, she went to her closet to find an outfit.
She sifted through her clothing, having difficulty figuring out what to wear.
Usually, Demona threw on the first thing she pulled out of her closet. Tonight,
however nothing seemed suitable. She finally settled on black, white, and teal
plaid v-neck and a pair of distressed skinny jeans. She applied some eye shadow
and mascara that made her green eyes pop. She looked in the mirror and felt
satisfied. Then, she grabbed her purse and keys, and headed out the door.
Demona
knocked on Hannah’s door and she quickly answered. Demona stepped inside as
Hannah finished getting her things. Hannah’s apartment had the same layout as
Demona’s, but she decorated with a lot of pink and light blue colors. She had
floral print curtains hanging over her balcony door; everything in the room was
color coordinated.
“I
am so excited!” Hannah said. She was dressed in a cute purple tunic and some
black patterned tights. Her wavy blonde hair was pulled back and rosy cheeks
glowed.
“So,
what are we doing?” Demona asked.
“We
are going to meet Kaleb and his friend in the parking lot.”
The
girls made their way down the stairwell and talked idly. They exited the
apartment building through a set of double doors and continued on their way.
Demona
spotted two figures standing at the end of the walkway, but it was difficult to
make them out. Demona continued to grow more nervous with each step. She
glanced back at the large brick apartment building. What am I doing?
When
they neared the two men, Demona’s jaw dropped. There standing next to a
stranger was Felix. He beamed at her in recognition.
“Are
you serious?” Demona asked. This isn’t
happening.
“What?”
Hannah asked.
“I
know him.”
They
stopped in front of the men. Kaleb had medium light brown, wavy hair and a dark
tan. He pulled off that laid back surfer look perfectly. Kaleb wore a t-shirt
under a light tan suit jacket and a pair of jeans.
“Demona,
this is Kaleb,” Hannah said.
Demona
shook his hand almost as if her body were on autopilot. She continued to stare
at Felix and his wonderful smile.
Felix
wore a red plaid long sleeve shirt rolled up to the elbows and with loose
fitted jeans. His brown hair was slightly messy and he had a few purple bruises
on his face.
“Hannah,
Demona, this is my buddy—”
“Felix,”
Demona said. They shook hands and Demona quickly looked away.
“Well,
now that we have all met and that you two obviously know each other. We should
go,” Kaleb said.
Unbelievable!
They
headed towards Felix’s red sedan and took their seats. Demona was transfixed
with Felix. Felix's cheesy charm and sweet smile were especially hard to
ignore.
They
arrived at an Italian restaurant and took their seats at a booth. They hastily
ordered meals so that they could turn their attention to one another. Kaleb had
Hannah’s undivided attention, when she turned her attention to Felix.
“How
are you feeling?” Demona asked.
“Oh
much better, thanks. Just a little banged up, no broken bones thankfully,”
Felix said.
“That’s
good to hear!” Demona said.
“You
left without an answer. I thought I would never see you again,” Felix said.
Demona
fumbled with her silverware. “I know. I’m sorry. I just… I didn’t know what to
say. I’m not very good with people.”
“Well,
I guess you will just have to make up for it by answering all of my questions,”
Felix said. He smiled at her.
Demona
could not help but smile in return.
“So,
tell me about yourself,” Felix said.
“There
isn’t much to tell… I live in the same apartment building as Hannah and Kaleb.
I work five days a week at a really horrible job. My life is pretty boring,”
Demona said.
“It
can’t be that
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