"But seriously Tiff, how do you feel about me?" Jordan asked. He looked nervous. I never liked being put
on spot like this, it never turned out good, never.
"Jordan I love you but, things are coming too fast, I can't comprehend what happened. You away moved
away from me years ago and here we are in my bedroom, in l.a recording stuff, were supposed to be
focusing on work not relationships." I sighed unsure of what his response would be.
"But we are meant to be together." he smirked mischievously before crawling on top of me and forcefully
pressing his lips to mine. I pushed him away, angry with what he just did.
"Jordan! Get off of me!" I yelled. He got up, grabbed his jacket, and left. I never would have thought I
would see the day when my best-friend since preschool, Dan-Dan walk out on me.
I laid in my bed and thought. There was this time where me and Jordan were at school, sitting next to
each other and were holding hands across the isle and the teacher tripped and fell. Those were the days. I
thought of all the things me and Dan-Dan had done together and drifted off to sleep.
*beep beep beep beep* I slammed my hand on the alarm clock hoping to find the button that turned
off the annoying beeping sound projecting from the device. I groggily rolled out of bed and proceeded to
get ready for the long day ahead. Walking my way into the kitchen I grabbed the essentials to make a bowl
of cereal.
" Hey Tiff, hurry up we have to go to the studio!" Thomas said trying to rush me, it's not like I can suck
the food up like a vacuum cleaner like he can.
I washed my bowl out, grabbed my bag, guitar, and phone then hopped in the passenger seat of the
car. The drive to the studio was fairly quite besides the music coming from the radio. I grabbed my
belongings and left the car going into the Decaydance Records studio not caring if Thomas was following
or not.
