my girl

chapter 6

i wait for the elevator to come and as soon as it does i calmly step inside. it's just about to close when the rude female steps in, there is no way this is happening. she has a natural aura of bad luck and the elevator shutting down seems quite possible right now.

i am basically stuck where i am so she pushes the button and just as i thought, ground floor. this is definitely the universe playing with me, too much good luck for one day isn't good for poor jade is it?. i silently huff and wait for the elevator to let us off.

we stand in silence for only seconds and it feels like this box has gotten smaller with each one. my mind is running, my heart is doing backflips and my stomach is bouncing off the walls. how long is this going to take

"i'm lex" she says almost scaring me, her voice is so soothing i instantly forget all my fears. i am not sure how to respond since i'm almost positive she has already heard my name but it would be rude to not tell her specifically. "i'm jade" i say and the silence returns

"sorry about your jacket" she says not even looking at me, her eyes are focused in front of her giving me a chilling feeling. "it's fine" i reply feeling like i have been deprived of all the oxygen in my lungs, this is one of the most awkward encounters i have ever had to suffer through.

i am saved when the elevator doors open and she walks out leaving me standing inside, a heated mess. is this just a regular thing for her to leave conversations and encounters unfinished? she doesn't seem as rude as she did yesterday i mean she apologized for my hoodie which means that she does remember me.

i gather myself together and step out of the elevator, by this time the female whose name i've come to learn has already disappeared. i was slightly hoping she would've stuck around a little while longer maybe talk a little but i guess that's not the type of person she is.
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the whole day was now mine and i could do anything i wanted to pass the time, going home doesn't seem quite intriguing right now

"what do you wanna do today?" i asked storm pretending as if she could actually hold a conversation with me

"park it is then".
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"i don't think that's how you do it" i giggled at storm who was rolling around in the grass with a pink chew toy i got her. she's been tumbling for the past five minutes and by the looks of it she isn't getting tired anytime soon. resting my bag down unto the grass i sat beside her watching her play around with such joy

"nice to see you're in a good mood today" she wiggles around aggressively on the grass not being phased by my presence, i should really take this opportunity to figure out what i'm going to do about that date. i want to slap myself for saying yes but i really couldn't bring myself to tell him no, he was so sweet and generous i didn't want to hurt his feelings or possibly embarrass him in front of his friend

i have never been on an actual date before and i really didn't pack any nice dresses for occasions like this, maybe i could stop by the mall tomorrow and see if i can find anything suitable to wear out. it really depends on where we're going if i would even need a dress or just a blouse and a pair of jeans. i would choose the jeans over a dress any day.

we spent the most part of the day at the park, i would really have to consider bringing storm here more often seeing how much she lights up when she's given this much freedom. maybe this is something i need too, i have laughed so much just playing around with her...it feels so relieving to be yourself and play around for once. too bad i would have to face reality all over again

"okay let's go" i got up from rolling around in the grass. my jersey has a few pieces of grass left on it and i shake my chest around in attempts to get them off. storm follows my actions ruffling around her fur. i fixed her comfortably in my backpack and went to find the nearest bus stop.
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"what do you think?" i stand in front of the changing room mirror. storm is busy playing with my bag strap to even give her opinion

"i don't like it either" i say shrugging my shoulders and swinging the white fabric around, i like this dress but certainly not for me it's way too long i can't even see my ankles. i feel as if i've been draped in a table cloth

i slip the garment off my shoulders and place it back on the rack.

a hour and a half goes by and my feet are aching, i have found two pieces of clothing that could possibly work and if not i'll just have to wear a dress my mother gave to me...really hoping that i will never have to resort to that option.

"you're probably starving" i say standing in the middle of the food court looking for a place to eat. if my mother saw me now she would probably flip her cap and start going off on me for not listening to her but she isn't here right now and she won't know if i don't tell her so fast food it is.

"can i have two large burgers please and a medium sprite" i give the young man behind the counter my order and he tells me the total, i pay him and he flashes me a nice smile.

my food comes faster than i expected and i try to make my way out of the mall as quickly as possible ignoring the weird stares from persons probably wondering why there's a dog in my bag but who can even blame them.
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"okay okay slow down" i plead to storm as she rushes over to her food bowl indicating that she's obviously hungry. i grab a knife and a cutting board and chop up her burger to make it easier for her to eat. as soon as i place her food in her bowl she immediately starts eating and i grab my bag to get started on my own meal.

i skip through netflix suggestions and decide to settle on a cliché romance movie.

"of course they end up together that's how it always ends" i roll my eyes and get up to go throw away my trash. storm had fallen asleep beside her food bowl so i picked her up gently and placed her in her doggy bed.

"that's great news sweetie, i'm happy to hear that old man has come to his senses and decided to give you the job you rightfully deserve" my mother speaks calmly, she doesn't even have to say the actual words for me to know that she's proud of me. she has always been very supportive, my number one cheerleader.

my mom gets off the phone after we finish sharing experiences we had today and i am more than exhausted...i roll up beside storm and watch as her little body moves up and down.