A week had passed since I had seen Sean kiss that lady. Yep, I'd admit, I still wasn't fully able to get it off my mind. But seriously, was it my fault? Sean was the first guy I'd ever fall in love with, and the one I still kind of liked. Getting him off my mind was an absolutely huge task.  Well, Roy on the other hand, had been coming to me frequently. After he had told me he felt something for me, I really wasn't getting myself. Even though he was being as calm and nice as possible, I had a strong feeling he was fake. That was how famous guys behaved. They just liked to use a lady, and dump her.  "Will you be attending the dance?" Bella stood up from her bed, walked to the wardrobe.  "You know I don't like parties. That's definitely not my thing," I told her the truth. Tugging a pillow to my chest, I sighed hard. To be honest, I would have considered going to that dance if Sean had to come with me. 

Okay, this was getting too annoying for me. I wasn't the type of lady who appreciated guys so much, so why the heck would they both be angry just because they wanted to go on a date with me? Was I Amy Walter, or Kathleen Carl? What was going on?  "Yeah." Roy stepped closer to Sean, and that made me step backwards. Now, they were both gazing at each other. And since they were about the same height, they seemed like some wrestlers who were in the ring.  Sean sighed. I could tell he was getting flustered. One thing I knew about him was, he never liked anyone to get on his nerves. When we had been dating, I had never dared to go to him when his mood was unstable. I would say he was short tempered.  So, what if Roy was short tempered as well? That meant this was a war between two Goliaths. Absolutely. Crazy.  "Hey, guys." I gauged an anxious laughter, stood in between them. First, I tu

I had never, ever been to a dance party before. Going to the school dance was a big deal to me. I worked at a club, but who would ever know I never paid attention to anything that went on in there? All I did was to serve drinks, think about the next step I'd take in my life, worry about one thing or the other. But this time around, I was gonna be a guest at the dance. I wasn't gonna work there! "What am I gonna wear?" I threw my back into the bed, covered my face with a pillow. "This is awkward. Renee at a party?" I heard Virginia chuckle, and that made me sit up. "It's not funny!" I cried at her, frowning gently. "I mean, what if I end up being embarrassed? And to worsen it all, I'm going on a date with that dude. I'm literally gonna be the talk of the school. A date with Roy? Ah, creepy!" "Is it?" Bella scoffed. Turning to her, I noticed how indifferent she looked. "Have you forgotten I once dated Jason? The famous mor

After a long stare, I chuckled. He was obviously joking. Sleepover? With a boy?  My chuckle turned into a crazy laughter, my arms shaking as a result of it. In fact, I didn't know when I slapped his chest.  "What a joker you are," I commented.  "Joker?" He sounded puzzled.  I stopped laughing, took a deep sigh before gazing at him. "I didn't know you were this funny. A sleepover?"  "Um, yep?" He twitched an eyebrow. "Do you think I'm joking? Is that a big deal?" "Wait, wait." I lingered my hands in the air, chuckled again. "So, you want a sleepover? I mean, that's crazy." "Not crazy for me." He poked my arm. "I just want us to spend more time together. I miss you all the time." I snorted, and pulled him back to our desk. Ensuring we were both seated, I cleared my throat, scrutinizing him. 

My day was so, so bad. Waking up in the morning, the first thing that had ruined my mood was the fact that my roomies weren't willing to speak with me. But since Virg was the mature one, she had only greeted me, but had done or said nothing further. I guessed they were upset that I had behaved crazily towards them last night.  To worsen all this, I hadn't seen Roy all day. What if he had decided to give up on me? Or what if that Kathleen had made him leave me? So upsetting.  I heaved a sigh, turned around to take my leave. It was six already, so I had to leave for work. I only hoped my boss wouldn't ask me to take the night off for a second time.  "You're so funny, Roy," I heard someone say that from behind me. Oh, shit, Roy? Plus, a familiar voice? Was that— Slowly, I spun around. And, seeing Roy and Kathleen standing by the other side of the hallway, I curl