Standing on my porch I watched as Seth's taillights faded into the distance. Instantly I felt a little sad. We had sat and talked for over an hour before he had to leave. Turning around I walked back into the house heading to my room.
Brooke had text me telling me they had stopped at another mutual friend's house and that they shouldn't be much longer but I really didn't care at that point. Seth's leaving had left a void that I wasn't sure how to replace. We had exchanged numbers and he had told me he would be calling me soon to get me my tickets to his Shreveport concert. I still wasn't a hundred percent sure that I wasn't dreaming, things like this just didn't happen in real life.
Sitting on my bed I looked around the room and wondered what I was going to do after graduation. Seth and I had talked more about Brooke's wild idea of moving to New York and he supported the idea telling me I needed to get out more and assured me he wouldn't let anything happen to us
Walking out the front door I shook my head watching our driver load our bags into the SUV. Seth had insisted that he hire a driver to pick us up and drive us down. His concert was the week before our birthdays so the timing had been close to perfect.I had barely been able to sleep at all the night before and try as I might I was unable to sleep on our ride down. Brooke on the other hand was knocked out. Rolling my eyes I reread the text conversation Seth and I had last night. We were arriving on a Friday, his concert was Saturday, and we would return home Sunday.Pulling out my tablet I started working on an essay for school. I had thought taking my college classes online would be less stressful but instead, I had a huge list of deadlines and little to no instruction. I had wanted to bring my laptop but knew it would have been impracticable although easier to use.A couple of towns over we stopped through McDonalds for breakfast. This woke Brooke up long enough
I woke up the next morning squinting in the harsh morning light. Grabbing my phone I saw it was almost 11. Groaning I headed to the bathroom before walking out to see if Brooke was up.She was indeed up sitting on the couch eating chips. "God I thought you'd never get up, I'm starving."I nodded at her, "I know I couldn't sleep last night. You want room service or are you going to make me go get dressed?"Brooke gave me a look and I already knew her answer. Groaning I turned to head back into the room. I threw some jeans on with a shirt before I brushed my hair. I was not ready to mess with makeup, I would tackle that when we got back. Seth's concert started at 9 but we had to be there at 8 so I had all day to get ready.Walking in the living area Brooke was waiting for me. She had looked up a Chinese place we had wanted to try. The only downfall about not driving was we had to call an uber. I wasn't big on them but Brooke told me I would just have to get
Walking into our room I collapsed on the couch. "I'm tired and crunk all at the same time."Brooke made a face, "I'm about to take a shower, put my pj's on, and lay in the bed watching tv."I nodded at her, "ok, might as well make the most of it before we have to go back tomorrow huh."She laughed, "God I think you are starting to rub off on me."Watching her walk to her room and shut the door I went to my own and changed into some shorts and a tank top before twisting my hair back up in its messy bun. I thought about taking my makeup off but decided against it heading back to the main living room and turning on the tv. Part of me wanted to go watch tv with Brooke but we had opposite ideas of what was good on tv. She was a reality tv junkie where I wasn't a fan.Flipping the channels I stopped on Family Guy knowing Brooke hated it. Stretching out I scanned through Facebook seeing that Brooke had tagged us at the Concert. Shaking m
Monday turned out to be a day straight from hell. Brooke and I worked from the minute we got there until it was time to leave at 5. All I really wanted to do was go home, take a bath, and go to bed. That would never happen. I had several projects due for school and two lectures I was behind on listening to. I had assumed online was at your own pace, I had been sadly mistaken.On the drive home I kept trying to think of how awesome it would be in May when I had my degree. I had a feeling this whole week would be hellish. My birthday was Saturday and Brooke's Monday. We had planned on going out but right now I didn't know if I could make it.Brooke looked over at me sensing my inner frustration. "You stress too much. Call Seth, he always puts a smile on your face."I rolled my eyes at her grinning, "you need new material."She shrugged, "it's true. So have you talk to him since the other night?"I shook my head no. I was tempted to
I awoke to the sound of my door being swung wide open and bouncing off the wall. Groaning I peeked my head out from under the covers, "Brooke what the hell."She completely ignored my reaction climbing in the bed beside me forcing me to scoot over. I knew she hadn't been awake long just from the mere fact her hair was sticking straight up. I tried to squeeze my eyes back closed but her moving was m
Christine and Sarah were the only two reasons I was keeping my calm and not cussing Brooke out as we headed to Dallas. I had decided to sit in the back with Sarah just to give myself some space. Brooke knew I was mad at her but her attitude was better to ask for forgiveness rather than permission. In reality, I knew I would probably end up having fun but right now I felt the car close in around me.
Brooke and I ended up staying up all night talking, she was on cloud nine and I was still in shock myself. In less than three months I had met both Seth Greer and Dutch Creed. My coma theory was looking better and better by the day. The next morning we were all tired as we drove home. As much as Sarah and Christine had enjoyed themselves was as much as they missed their kids, Brooke and I on the other hand found ourselves going home to homework.
Walking into my room I went and placed my bags on the bed. I had been happy to see that we had two rooms separated by a living area and mini kitchen. Seth had never actually said he would be staying here with me but if he was he damn well needed his own room. I debated about changing clothes. I had gone comfy for the plane ride wearing jeggings and an oversized shirt. Deciding I was fine I walked back into the main area going over to the large floor-to-ceiling window that overlooked downtown. As beautiful as it was I couldn't imagine how amazing the view would be at night.My nerves were getting the best of me so I returned to my room and pulled my dress out that I wanted to wear to my interview. As I hung it up I sighed, it had been my biggest struggle in deciding what to pack. I had no idea what kind of company I was going to interview for therefore I had no idea the atmosphere. All I knew for sure was it was one of his friend's offices. I began to think maybe