Panera Girl (Matt Sturniolo)

twenty

April's pov:

It had been a week since my date with Matt and the last time I saw him.

I open my text messages with Matt to see if he texted me and maybe my notifications were broken so I was never notified. I was wrong.

Why isn't he texting me back? Maybe he's waiting for me to text him? Ugh!

I decided to text Mya, telling her to bring over some donuts.

10 minutes later...

*Knock* *Knock*
I open the door to see Mya...

Mya: "Got the donuts!"
April: "Yay."

Mya walked in placing the donuts down on the counter.

Mya: "So, what happened?"

I nervously laugh grabbing plates for the donuts.

April: "Whaaaat? Nothing happened why would you think that?"
Mya: "Come on April! I've known you since kindergarten, I think I'd know if something is bothering you!"

I sigh.

April: "Okay fine. Say for example you go on a date with someone..."
Mya: "Is it Evan Peters, because I love Evan Peters!!"
April: "Yeah, it's Evan Peters. Anyways so you two have fun on your date whatever. Then Evan doesn't text you back, and it's been a whole week."
Mya: "Evan would never do that to me!"
April: "Mya I'm being serious."
Mya: "Is this about Matt?"

I look down.

Mya: "OH MY GOSH! HOW COULD THAT handsome, cute, pretty, really really pretty, BASTARD DO THAT TO YOU!"

I laugh...

Mya: "April, you and Matt cannot break up, me and my mom already planned the wedding!"
April: "I never said we were breaking up, well we aren't even together yet, and what wedding?"

Mya: "Don't worry April, I'm sure Matt has his reasons."
April: "Yeah your right."
Mya: "You know what you need?"
April: "What?"
Mya: "Instead of lying around thinking about Matt, you should go have some fun! Like going to a party!"
April: "A party?"
Mya: "Yeah!"
April: "Mya, when was the last time you saw me go to a party?"
Mya: "Um.... Oh! 10 years ago at my 8th birthday party."
April: "Exactly. I don't like party's so I'm going to have to kindly decline."

Mya whines...

Mya: "Come on, this can be your first actual party. It will be fun!"
April: "Nope."
Mya: "Please! My friend is having a birthday party tomorrow and it's gonna be lit!"
April: "Please never say lit ever again."
Mya: "Oh I thought that's what all the kids were saying now. Anyways what do you say?!"

I shake my head.

Mya: "Come on. Please? Pretty please? Pretty please with a cherry on the top?"
April: "Even with a cherry on the top my answer is no."

Mya starts crying.

April: "No stop! Shut up!"

She cries even louder...

April: "FINE I'LL GO TO YOUR STUPID PARTY!"
Mya: "Really? YAY! Oh my god we have to go shopping. Do you even own a dress?"
April: "Leave before I change my mind."
Mya: "Okay I'll see you tomorrow! And don't wear jeans and a hoodie!"
April: "Bye Mya!"
Mya: "Okay, okay I'm going. Bye!"