The Not- Undead

date part 1

Over the three days I contemplated calling Jace or not, I should have been watching my windows and locking my doors.

Sometimes, when you are so foolishly in love, you don't care about what’s going on around you. And maybe if I would've taken my eyes off his elegant hand writing and actually looked around, I would notice something was up.

But I can't go back now.

I'll just have to learn that.

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"Okay," I say, puffing up my chest, smoothing my brown hair. "I'm gonna do it."

Finally, I think, after three days of looking at his number, I was going to call it. I pull out my piece of crap phone and slowly type in the first number, staring back at the receipt like it was my life line. But I’ve looked over it so many times that I didn't even need to look. His number was officially stuck in my brain.

Just as I hold my breath typing in the last four numbers, a loud bubbly voice breaks my needed concentration.

I flinch and phone skitters to the floor, face down on the carpet.

"Hey I brought beer!" the voice states. "Well actually it's your dad's but he doesn’t need to know."

I sigh heavily and look over to the doorway. Vanessa is standing there, beers clutched in her polished nails. She glides over and plops herself on my bed.

"Damn it Vanessa, I was planning to call him!" I snap.

She raises her eyebrows, lips forming a straight line. "Oh really? Cause for three days I’ve been watching you ponder about it, get the guts to do it, and then chicken out when it starts to ring."

I bite my lip and turn away. Why did she always have a comeback? Damn that girl! Although, secretly, I was a little relived she stopped me. At least I could blame her and not myself for not calling him this time. I hear the pop of one of the can of beers, so whip my head back to her.

"Why....?" I ask. I shouldn't have.

"Yah know Charlottee, you gotta let go. Have some fun, ignore the boy. Get loose!" She waves her hands in the air, smirking like a Cheshire cat.

I put face palm. "Oh god help us all, you're already drunk."

"No! Jesus Charrie, you know me. I’m just a little tipsy." She smirks at me and shakes my shoulder vigorously. "Now come on Charlottee." she drank a little more of her beer and jiggled it at me. I shake my head in refusal and retrieve my phone from the floor.

Heaving a sigh, I notice that Jace's half written number is still there. I flop my head on my pillow and rub my eyes.

"What should I do?" I say aloud. I just needed a sign, anything to push me into making a friggin move. But every time I think about calling him, I get a feeling that I’m going to screw it up. This may be the reason I don’t attract too many guys. The first time a guy even took a second glance at me was in the ninth grade, and I sure screwed that up after puking on his shirt from nerves. He never talked to me again. I was known as the girl who’ll spew chunks if you compliment her for the rest of the year.

Vanessa on the other hand, not only does her drop dead beauty draw them near, but her great personality brings them too her also. Most of the people in my school just think of me as 'Van's best friend' instead of Charlottee. But I wasn't one to complain, infact, without Vanessa I think I wouldn't have any friends at all.

I fall out of my thoughts when something hard smacks me in the face with force. The projectile, otherwise known as my phone, rolls of to the side of me and slinks to my ribs.

Vanessa snickers loudly.

But at least now I have a sign.

An extremely painful one, but a sign none the less.

I rub the welt forming on my cheek. Then I look at her, my eyebrows raised, demanding to know why she would do that. She just laughs deviously, taking another swig at her drink. I grab the can from her in mid slurp, beer oozing from her mouth, and flick her forehead with it.

"No more. I'm going to call him, and you'll be helping me if I run out of things to say."She pouts in protest, but I put my arm around her and dial the rest of the phone number. But as soon as I hear the ring, my throat closes up and I feel like the room around me is closing in.

"It’s ringing." I choke out, my eyes widen with even more fear. "Holy crap! It’s ringing! Oh my god what if he doesn’t answer, what if he doesn’t want to talk, what if-"

But I don't have time to worry, after the third ring, I hear a hello.

A voice like butter, sending shutters throughout my body.

"Um, hi." I manage to escape from my frozen lips.

Vanessa pushes my shoulder. "What is he saying? Charrie!"

I shoot her a look that says ask questions later, and then Jace's amazing voice speaks again. I hold my breath to prevent any stupid blurts from escaping my mouth.

"Oh, hey Charlottee." he responds, my heart skipping a beat when he said my name. "I was wondering when you'd call."

I blush a deep red, suddenly feeling remorse."Oh, you wanted me to call sooner? I'm so sorry, I should've called  but I didn't want to sound desperate or anything...”

I could see Vanessa roll her eyes at me and make a barf noise.

"Nah that’s cool." he chuckles. "It was worth it to hear your cute reaction."

I feel my legs go numb, my jaw dropping to the ground. Holy shit, he thought I was cute! I was basically floored for the first time in my life. I just wanted to freeze time, stay in this moment forever. Nothing could have been better than that.

"Hey Charlottee, you still there?" Jace's voice breaks my thinking cloud up.

"Yeah, I’m still here." I try to act natural and calm, but my legs were shaking and I had to slurp down some of Vanessa's beer to keep my throat from drying up.

"Good. So if you want, we can hang out tomorrow after school." He says.

Immediately I respond yes so fast that he almost didn't finish the rest of his sentence. But coolly, he just laughs. "I'll see ya later." he tells me.

"Yeah." my voice drifts in a daze, my brain in a mist until I heard the loud beeping after someone hangs up.

I toss my phone onto my dresser and look at Vanessa, who apparently took out another beer and had been drinking it while I talked to Jace.

"So?" she asks. "What did the pretty boy say?"

I rest my head against my wall and can't help but smile broadly. "I'm meeting up with him tomorrow after school."

She raised her eyebrows and smiles. "See what happens when you don't act like a pussy?"

"Shut up."

And for those few hours, while Vanessa acted like a drunken idiot, I can't help but feel so ecstatic, so happy. I don't think I’ve ever smiled that much in my life. And now that I’m looking back on this moment, I think that this was in fact the happiest moment I would ever have again.

If I wasn't so foolish, maybe I wouldn't be where I was now. Who knows, I could’ve been with Jace, being his girlfriend, enjoying my life like I should be. But I’ve learned, and this past can never be changed.

I’ll just have to make the future better.

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Okay next part will be up in a few days maybe. But this story will get better, and weirder......