Butterflies and Men

DESTINY

The week flew by way to fast, and my nerves were getting the better of me. James and I hardly saw each other, he was up early and didn’t wake me to go jogging with him. I must say I wasn’t too disappointed about it because I didn’t like running. It seemed he was avoiding me though ever since that kiss outside the restaurant.

I touched my lips, looking at myself in the mirror, remembering what it felt like when he kissed me. It wasn’t a pretend kiss it felt too good. But I can’t allow myself to feel this way, he would never fall for me. I was just crushing on him because he was the first man I’ve ever allowed to come this close to me. Stupid hormones.

Three years. How was I going to keep us this charade?

“Destiny Johnson you are a stupid messed up girl! What were you thinking?” I told the girl in the mirror. I should never have agreed to this. But it was too late to back out now.

Mrs. Donahue knocked on my bedroom door. “Dearie, the caterers are here. Are you coming down to sho